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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Those who die in grace go no further from us than to God, and God is very near.
Loved with a love beyond all telling, missed with a grief beyond all tears
No matter how life changes, No matter what we do, a special place within our hearts, Is always kept for you.
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
Fold him O Jesus in Thine arms and let him henceforth be a messenger of love between our human hearts and thee
God grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change and the Courage to change the things I can and the Wisdom to know the difference
They shall grow not old As we that are left to grow old Age shall not weary them Nor the years condemn At the going down of the sun And in the morning We will remember them
O God, the creator and Redeemer of all the faithful grant to the souls of Thy servants departed, the full remission of their sins, that through pious supplications they may obtain the pardon which they have always desired. Who livest and reignest world without end.