Verse 61
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
Verse 60
Life is but a stopping place, A pause in what’s to be, A resting place along the road, To sweet Eternity. We all have different journeys, Different paths along the way, We all were meant to learn some things, But never meant to stay…. Our destination is a place, Far greater than we know, For…
Verse 59
I’ll lend you for a little while, a child of mine, God said, For you to love the while he/she lives, and mourn for when he/she’s dead. It may be six or seven years, or fortytwo or three. But will you, till I call him/her back, take care of him/her for me. He’ll bring his/her…
Verse 58
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
Verse 57
When I Must Leave You When I must leave you For a little while – Please do not grieve And shed wild tears And hug your sorrow to you Through the years, But start out bravely With a gallant smile; And for my sake And in my name Live on and do All things the…
Verse 56
Not gone from Daddy’s memory, Not gone from Mammy’s love, But gone to shine with Jesus, In His beautiful home above. Our Lady wished a pretty flower, To lay at Jesus’s feet, Her choice was of the fairest, A lily pure and sweet. She gazed amid the little ones, And stopped to pick the best,…
Verse 55
Most glorious Martin De Porres whose burning charity embraced not only thy needy brethern, but also the very animals of the field, splendid example of charity, we hail thee and invoke thee! From that high throne which thou dost occupy, deign to listen to the supplications of thy needy brethern that, by imitating thy virtues,…
Verse 54
Jesus walked with his beautiful Mother, In the Heavenly Gardens one day, He looked down at millions of Children, Sleeping, toddling or at play. And then he saw little (name), He spoke to Mary about her, Is’nt he/she lovely and fair. Isn’t he/she a lovely baby? Isn’t he/she cuddly and sweet? Wouldn’t it be nice…
Verse 53
We lost a father with a heart of gold, How much we miss him can never be told He shared our troubles and helped us along if we follow his footsteps we will never go wrong. We miss you from your fireside chair Your loving smile and gentle air Your vacant place no one can…