Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there… I do not sleep. I am the thousand winds that blow… I am the diamond glints on snow… I am the sunlight on ripened grain… I am the gentle autumn rain. When you waken in the morning’s hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of gentle birds in circling flight… I am the soft star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry— I am not there… I did not die…
Prayers for the Dead– God be good to their souls, God rest them, God rest their souls, God have mercy on them.
Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free!
I follow the plan God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all…
I could not stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss… Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.
My life’s been full, I’ve savoured much:
Good times, good friends, a loved-one’s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief—
Don’t shorten yours with undue grief.
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.
For a Happy Death
When your eyes shall be closing, And your mouth be opening, And your senses be slipping away. When your heart shall grow cold, And your limbs be old, God comfort you on that day
An Irish Prayer
May God give you…
For every storm, a rainbow,
For every tear, a smile,
For every care, a promise,
And a blessing in each trial.
For every problem life sends,
A faithful friend to share,
For every sigh, a sweet song, And an answer for each prayer.
In Time of Sorrow…
May you see God’s light on the path ahead When the road you walk is dark. May you always hear, Even in your hour of sorrow, The gentle singing of the lark. When times are hard may hardness Never turn your heart to stone, May you always remember when the shadows fall— You do not walk alone.
Short Irish Sayings and Irish Blessings on Death.
“The lamp has not been quenched, it’s just that the dawn has arrived”
The Lord doesn’t call the qualified, he qualifies the call.
Between the optimist and the pessimist, The difference is droll, the optimist sees the doughnut, while the pessimist sees the whole.
Never trouble trouble until trouble troubles you. For you’ll only double trouble and trouble others too.
Laugh and the world laughs with you, Weep and you weep alone, For this sad old earth must borrow it’s mirth, It has trouble enough of it’s own.
Going through a Graveyard
God greet you, all gathered here, May God and Mary greet you, As we are now so once were you, As you are now so shall we be. May all of us prosper under, The bright King of the world
A Prayer for the Dying and a Special Soul (Chrstian Prayer)
O most merciful Jesus, Lover of souls, I beseech Thee, by the agony of Thy most Sacred Heart, and by the sorrows of Thine Immaculate Mother, wash clean in the Thy Blood the sinners of the whole world who are to die this day.
Remember most especially the soul I spiritually adopt with the intention of entrusting him or her to Thy Shepherd’s care: I beseech Thee for the grace to move this sinner, who is in danger of going to Hell, to repent. I ask this because of my trust in Thy great mercy.
If it should please Thy Majesty to send me a suffering this day in exchange for the grace I ask for this soul, then, it, too, shall please me very much, and I thank Thee, Most Sweet Jesus, Shepherd and Lover of Souls; I thank Thee for this opportunity to give mercy in thanksgiving for all the mercies Thou hast shown me.
Heart of Jesus, once in agony, have mercy on the dying.