Spiritual & Religious Verses for a Funeral
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
God to enfold me
God to surround me,
God in my speaking,
God in my thinking.
God in my sleeping,
God in my waking,
God in my watching,
God in my hoping.
God in my life,
God in my lips,
God in my soul,
God in my heart.
God in my sufficing,
God in my slumber,
God in mine ever-living soul,
God in mine eternity.
Effortlessly – Mechthild of Magdeburg
Love flows from God into man,
Like a bird
Who rivers the air
Without moving her wings.
Thus we move in His world
One in body and soul,
Though outwardly separate in form.
As the Source strikes the note,
Humanity sings –
The Holy Spirit is our harpist,
And all strings
Which are touched in Love
Those delicate wanderers,
The wind, the star, the cloud,
Ever before mine eyes,
As to an altar bowed,
Light and dew-laden airs
Offer in sacrifice.
The offerings arise:
Hazes of rainbow light,
Pure crystal, blue, and gold,
Through dreamland take their flight;
And ‘mid the sacrifice
God moveth as of old.
In miracles of fire
He symbols forth His days,
In gleams of crystal light
Reveals what pure pathways
Lead to the soul’s desire,
The silence of the height.
Let not your heart be troubled; you believe in
God, believe also in Me. In My Father’s house
are many mansions; If it were not so, I would
have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will
come again and receive you to Myself; that
where I am , there you may be also.
John 14: 1-3
My Dear loved ones,
These words I wish to say.
I’m home up here in Heaven
And here is where I’ll stay.
My pain and struggle is over;
I’ll rest in peace today.
Although I know you’ll grieve for me,
Be strong, it’s going to be O.K.
I’m in my eternal home
Where there’s everlasting light.
I’m in the arms of loved ones,
Holding me so tight.
Please try to carry on your life
With me inside your heart.
Someday you’ll be rewarded
And we’ll never have to part.
I’m glad we had so many years
Together you and I.
You filled my life with happiness
And gave me wings to fly.
Just keep your faith; believe my words,
You’ll see the morning light.
And know that I am with you
Every morning, noon and night.
Author – Ruth Ann Mahaffey
The Master walked in His garden
Plucking flowers along the way;
He plucked one of my loved ones,
To add to his bouquet.
My heart at first was broken,
At the loss of one so dear;
But the tears I shed just washed my eyes,
So I saw His way more clear.
My Lord has a need for just this one,
For the pattern He has in mind;
But it’s hard for the rest of us to see
Why we must be left behind.
Perhaps we are not ready to go just yet
We may need to ripen more
To reach the full blown fragrance
My Lord is waiting for.
To each, give forth a fragrance
To each we chance to meet
We should each be trying day by day
To make our fragrance sweet.
So I’m going to try my very best
To be loving and kind each day,
So at last I’ll be counted worthy
To be part of my Master’s Bouquet.
God grant me Serenity
to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
and Wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time,
enjoying one moment at a time,
accepting hardship as the pathway to peace.
Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is,
not as I would have it;
trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His will;
that I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him forever in the next.
Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying
that we are born to eternal life.
And God shall wipe away all
tears from their eyes; and there
shall be no more death, neither
sorrow, nor crying, neither shall
there be any more pain: for the
former things are passed away
Hold on to what is good
even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life
even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand
even when I have gone away from you.
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