English Prayers and Poems
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In the gloaming of the evening
    Just before the lights are lit,
There's a moment for reflection,
    As one sits and rests a bit.
It is then the fading sunlight
    Brings the memories of the day
As the flickering evening shadows
    Dance about in silent play.
'Tis the hour that one remembers
    Sweeter days that passed away,
Dreams of youth when dreams were rosy
    Instead of somber, dull and gray.
Yet in the silent growing twilight
    Comes the peace that rests the soul,
Shutting out the fearful tumult
    Of the seas of life that roll.
Mother of Perpetual Help,
    We kneel and pray to Thee;
And from this burden that we bear
    Pray, Mother, set us free.
Oh, listen to our urgent plea
    And intercede this day;
Give us the strength to carry on-
    Oh, give us strength, we pray.
And as the Christ bore His hard cross
    So help us to bear ours.
Help us to face our tasks again
    Through dreary, weary hours.
We give them back to you, O Lord, who first gave them to us; yet as you did not lose them in the giving, so we do not lose them by their return...For what is yours is ours also, if we belong to you. Love is unending, and the boundary of this mortal life is but a horizon, and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight. Lift us up, strong Son of God, that we may see more clearly... And while you prepare a place for us, prepare us also for that happy place, that we may be with you and with those we loved for evermore.
We would not have you lack understanding concerning those in the sleep of death, lest you yield to grief like others, who have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus died and yet rose, so also will God bring forth with him those who have fallen asleep believing in Jesus.
Weep not for me, when I am gone,
I've lived my life, I've sung my song.
Known tears of laughter, sun and rain,
a life that brought more joy than pain.
I've been content with love so deep,
that peacefully, I'll ever sleep.
A love we shared with joy untold,
and kept me young, though I grew old.
I've held my babies in my arms,
and felt the thrill of their sweet charms.
Had many friends and family too,
that smoothed the way as I passed through
Weep not for me, when life is done,
for I have been the richest one.
I will go home, content to see
the One who gave it all to me.
When I am gone, release me let me go,
I have so many things to see and do.
Please don't tie yourself to me with tears,
Be thankful for our beautiful years.
I gave you my love. You can only guess
How much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown
But now it's time I traveled on alone.
So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must,
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
I won't be far away, for life goes on.
So, if you need me, call and I will come.
And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear.
And when you must come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile, and say
"Welcome Home!"
When through our tears of sorrow
we see a curtain fall,
And know a dearly loved one
has gone beyond our call,
We must have faith and confidence
in God and in His way,
For He will raise the curtain
on a fairer scene some day.