Monday, October 24, 2011

We seem to give her back to Thee,
Dear God, Who gavest her to us.
Yet as Thou didst not lose her in giving,
so we have not lost her by her return.
Not as the world giveth, givest Thou, O Lover of Souls.
What Thou givest 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 a horizon;
and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.

Lift us up strong Son of God, that we may see farther;
Cleanse our eyes that we may know ourselves nearer to our beloved who are with Thee.
And while Thou dost prepare a place for us,
Prepare us for that happy place.

That where she is, and Thou art, we too may be.


Adapted from Bishop Brent

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I miss Amy. I think about her daily. Yet I know there are many whose grief is such deeper than mine. Praying for you all.

Ruth Bustamante

Be still my soul, when dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in a veil of tears
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart
Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears
Be still, my soul, thy Jesus can repay
From His own fullness, all He takes away.

~SALLY~ said...

Beautiful. Just beautiful. Our church continues to pray for your family...hope things are going OK for you all.

Wendy said...

Praying for you all during this holiday season.