English Prayers and Poems
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I cannot say and will not say
That he is dead-he is just away!
With a cheery smile and a wave of the hand,
He has wandered into an unknown land,
And left us dreaming how very fair
It needs to be, since he lingers there,
And you, O you, who the wildest yearn
For the old-time step and the glad return,
Think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of there as the love of here;
Think of him still as the same, I say:
He is not dead-he is just away!
To the living, I am gone, to the sorrowful, I will never return, to the angry, I was cheated, but to the happy, I am at peace, and to the faithful I have never left. I cannot be seen, but I can be heard. So as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a beautiful sea-remember me. As you look in awe at a mighty forest and it's grand majesty-remember me. As you look upon a flower and admire it's simplicity-remember me. Remember me in your heart, your thoughts and your memories, of the times we loved, the times we cried, the times we fought, the times we laughed. For if you always think of me, I will have never gone.
I needed the quiet, so He drew me aside-
Into the shadows where we could confide;
Away from the hustle where all the day long
I hurried and worried when active and strong.
I needed the quiet, though at first I rebelled,
But gently, so gently my cross He upheld,
And whispered so sweetly of spiritual things,
Though weakened in body my spirit took wings
To height never dreamed of when active and gay.
He loved me so gently, He drew me away.
I needed the quiet, no prison my bed
But a beautiful valley of blessing instead;
A place to grow richer, in Jesus to hide
I needed the quiet, so He drew me aside.
“I’ll be seeing you”
I am at rest so don’t cry. It will be easier as time goes by. I’ve done my best to live a good life. For I knew if I did, I could be with Christ. As my body lies here, it’s only a shell. God has called me home and my job I’ve done well. Now I’m happy and very content. For the things I’ve done wrong, I repent. You know and I know that it’s hard on earth, so you should not cry at death, but at birth. I have no worries, pains or fears. Because I’m with God, so dry your tears. I love you all and this is what I want you to do. Put God first in your life and I’ll be seeing you.
A mason sleeps in quiet peace-
    His every task is done-
He always walked with upright step
    'Til his rewards were won.
With apron down he faced his work
    With kindly lasting smile;
But now he rests in Heaven's realms
    But we are here a while
To emulate his thorough work
    Until we greet him where
The day divided in three parts
    Is always kind and fair.
He will not need his ball nor bat-
    His skates will rust, I know,
We shall not see him on the street
    With face that's all aglow.
He will not need his book nor pen-
    His work and play are done-
We'll miss the smile we loved so well
    But well his race was won;
We'll all remember him with joy
    As day by day goes by
For well we know the goal he won
    Is life beyond the sky.
When I come to the end of the road
    and the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room,
    why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little...but not too long,
    and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that was once shared,
    miss me...but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
    and each must go alone.
It's all part of the Master's plan,
    a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
    go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
    Miss me...but let me go.
George R. Monseur
A little fellow passed away
    To join the sacred throng
Where he may sing eternally
    A newer happy song.
He will not fear the darkened nights -
    He'll have no pain to bear,
But pleasure and a peace in God
    Shall be his constant share;
For he shall rest at peace with Him
    And there's no need to weep;
He will not suffer over there
    For he's just gone to sleep.
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