Verse 71
God called your name so softly, That only you could hear, And no one heard the footsteps, Of Angels drawing near. The golden gates stood open, God saw you needed rest, His garden must be beautiful, He only takes the best.
Verse 70
Each time we look at your picture, You seem to smile and say, Don’t be sad but courage take, and love each other for my sake.
Verse 69
It does not take a special day, For me to think of you, Each Mass I hear, each prayer I say, Is offered up for you.
Verse 68
O Sweet Jesus, for the sake of Thy Bitter Passion and the sorrows of Thy Immaculate Mother have mercy on his soul and let the light of The countenance shine upon him.
Verse 65
No matter how life changes, No matter what we do, a special place within our hearts, Is always kept for you.
Verse 64
A light from our household has gone, A voice we loved is stilled, A place is vacant in our home, That never can be filled