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Prayers, poems, and meditationsFrom too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives forever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. ~ Algernon Charles Swinburne ______________ He did not say: You will not be troubled, you will not be belabored, you will not be afflected; but he said: You will not be overcome. ~ Mother Julian of Norwich ______________ Teach me your mood, O patient stars! Who climb each night the ancient sky, Leaving on space no shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ______________ They shall not grow old, as we that are left 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. ~ Laurence Binyon O death, where is thy sting? O grave where is thy victory? ~ St Paul in 1 Corinthians 15:55 ______________ All I Ask (based on a Sufi song, from the mystical tradition of Islam) The chorus in English translation: All I ask of you is forever to remember me as loving you. In Arabic: Ishq’ Allah, Ma abud L’illah Psalm 121 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills: from whence cometh my help. My help cometh even from the Lord: who hath made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: and he that keepeth thee will not sleep. Behold, he that keepeth Israel: shall neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord himself is thy keeper: the Lord is thy defence upon thy right hand; So that the sun shall not burn thee by day: neither the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: yea, it is even he that shall keep thy soul. The Lord shall preserve thy going out, and thy coming in: from this time forth, for evermore. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost; As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without end. Amen. ______________ What is dying? I am standing on the seashore. A ship sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean. She is an object of beauty and I stand watching her till at last she fades on the horizon, and someone at my side says, "She is gone." Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all; she is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when I saw her, and just as able to bear her load of living freight to its destination. The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her; and just at the moment when someone at my side says, "She is gone," there are others who are watching her coming,and other voices take up the glad shout, "There she comes!"--and that is dying. ~ Bishop Brent There is a section of Prayers in Many Voices in DYING: A Book of Comfort, but here are some selections in the meantime. The Lord’s Prayer Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done, on Earth, as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen. (Google will take you to many other versions) ______________ The 23rd Psalm The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, He leadeth me beside the still waters, He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: For thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. ___________ To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; ‘ A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance. ~ Ecclesiastes 3: 1-4 ______________ The Serenity Prayer God grant me the serenity to accept the things that cannot change Courage to change the things I can And wisdom to know the difference. ______________ Indian serenity prayer God, grant me the strength of eagle wings, the faith and courage to fly to new heights, and the wisdom to rely on His spirit to carry me there. When Catholic chaplain Raymond McGrath uses this prayer in a memorial service, he plays the music from “Tribal Winds, Music from Native American Flutes,” a CD which also works well for meditation or background music. ______________ Epitaph on a Child Here, freed from pain, secure from misery, lies A child, the darling of his parents' eyes: A gentler Lamb ne'er sported on the plain, A fairer flower will never bloom again: Few were the days allotted to his breath; Now let him sleep in peace his night of death. ~ Thomas Gray Our revels now are ended Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. ~ William Shakespeare Death is at once Death is at once The end of the body's Old journey And the beginning of the soul's New journey. ~ Sri Chinmoy Here's a poem written by a Canadian physician in Flanders, Belgium, after he had buried a friend in a makeshift grave. It was not included in the anthology but speaks to the sacrifices made by the soldiers who fight our wars: In Flanders Fields In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. ~ John McCrae, 1915 ______________ You can shed tears that she is gone or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back or you can open your eyes and see all she's left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see her or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her and only that she's gone or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back Or you can do what she'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on. ~ David Harkins ______________ BRING us, O Lord God, at our last awakening into the house and gate of heaven, to enter into that gate and dwell in that house, where there shall be no darkness nor dazzling, but one equal light; no noise nor silence, but one equal music; no fears nor hopes, but one equal possession; no ends nor beginnings, but one equal eternity; in the habitations of thy glory and dominion, world without end. Amen. ~ John Donne ______________ We give them back to Thee, dear Lord, who gavest them to us; yet as Thou dost not lose them in giving, so we have not lost them by their return. Not as the world giveth, givest Thou, O Lover of Souls. What Thou gavest, Thou takest not away, for what is Thine is ours always if we are Thine. And Life is eternal and Love is immortal, and death is only an horizon, and an horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight. ~ Spoken by Dr Wesley Carr, Dean of Westminster, at the funeral of Queen Elizabeth, Queen Mother, at Westminster Abbey, 9 April 2002 (you'll hear an echo of the ending in a Carly Simon song) ______________ |
You will find many more selections in DYING: A BOOK OF COMFORT |