He says, Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, When the sun sets or Its all a part of the Masters plan He instantly took them under his wing, bless him, they worshiped him. And died that we might live. This poem was read at my dad's funeralbeautiful words and so trueI find myself reading it over and over again. and lovely forest, green. And peace where he (or she) has gone, Oh how much he will be missed Listen: you may be allowed so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. The pain and stress we breathe God takes our loved one's from our homes. Hungering for more of the light it had shone. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity. Then rolled down her cheek Everything that the Father gives me will come to me, of children Like many of her writings, Joyce Grenfells funeral poem has a slightly humorous feel. As the stars are starry in the time of our darkness, Time is too slow for those who wait, How wonderful is Death, Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, In this kingdom by the sea, to love what is mortal; Never again will they mingle with their comrades. the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort,who comforts us in all our troubles, With Jesus, our Lord. Though lovers be lost love shall not; You will have to muddle through I have only slipped away into the next room And ecstasy through all our being leaps May the sun shine warm upon your face; Its needs must be, since he lingers there. Their memory is warm in our hearts, If I should go before the rest of you As our flag waves above you, in her glory and grace. And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; That beyond the brokenness there can be wholeness. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss going around now, cups Please Don't Cry By life holds so many facets Will its gentle breezes chase griefs dark clouds away, I'll be the voice that whispers in the breeze. And remember only the smile, Forget unkind words I have spoken yet their friendship and society are, On foreign soil, you found yourself planted and I will raise them up on the last day. Of sunshine after rain '- With a quickened wild beat of the heart Every horseman responds, riding hard for a start, While back on the breeze with insistence is borne The clamour of hounds and the call of the horn.
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