PRAYER # 114

PRAYER # 125

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O Mother of perpetual help, grant that I may ever invoke Your most powerful name, which is the safeguard of the living and the salvation of the dying. O purest Mary! O Sweetest Mary! let Your name henceforth be ever on my lips. Delay not, O blessed Lady! to help me when ever I call on You, for in all my temptations, in all my needs, I shall never cease to call on You. Ever repeating Your sacred name, Mary! Mary! O what consolation, what sweetness, what confidence, what emotion fills my soul when I utter Your sacred name, or even only think of You. But I will not be content with merely uttering Your name, let my love for You prompt me ever to hail You, Mother of Perpetual Help.

and the sun has set for me,

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.

Why cry for a soul set free!

Miss me a little, but not too long,

and not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love that we

once shared,

Miss me but let me go.

For this journey we all must take,

and each must go alone.

It’s all part of the Master plan,

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart,

Go to the friends we know

And bury your sorrows in doing

good deeds.

Miss me, but let me go.

another soul has gone.

But still we have God’s promises,

in every robin’s song.

For he is in His heaven,

and though He takes away,

He always leaves to mortals,

the bright sun’s kindly ray.

He leaves the fragrant blossoms,

and lovely forest, green.

And gives us new found comfort, 

when we on Him will lean.

Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free;

I took His hand when I heard him call;

I turned my back and left it all.

If my parting has left a void;

Then fill it with remembered joy.

My life’s been full, I savored much;

Good friends, good times,

a loved one’s touch.

A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss;

Ah yes, these things, I too, will miss.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief; Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your hearts and share with me; God wanted me now, He set me free.

mystical rose. Since you are

The ever-Virgin Mary and

Mother of the true God,

obtain for us from your holy

Son the grace of a firm and

a sure hope. In the midst of

our anguish, struggle, and 

distress, defend us from the 

power of the enemy, and at

the hour of our death receive 

our soul in Heaven.  Amen

There comes a time for all of us

when we must say good-bye,

But faith and hope and love

and trust can never, never die. 

Although the curtain falls at last

is that a cause to grieve?

The future’s fairer than the past

if only we believe

And trust in God’s eternal care--

So when the Master calls

let’s say that life is still more fair 

although the curtain falls.

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 some, the journey’s quicker,

For some the journey’s slow.

And when the journey finally ends, 

We’ll claim a great reward,

And find an everlasting peace, 

Together with the Lord.

A light is from our household gone

A voice we loved is stilled,

A place is vacant in our home

Which never can be filled.

God gave us a beautiful father -

A father who never grew old

You were always there with a

helping hand

Help us now to accept His plan.

We miss you now, our hearts are sore

As time goes by, we miss you more

Your loving smile, your gentle face

No one can take our "father’s place".

May the Choirs of Angels receive you and may you have rest and peace everlasting. Amen.

PRAYER # 135

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A bouquet of beautiful memories,

Sprayed with a million tears, 

Wishing God could have

spared you,

If just for a few more years.

It does not take a special day,

For us to think of you,

Each Mass we hear,

Each prayer we say,

Is offered up for you.

We cannot bring the old days back, 

When we were all together,

Our family chain is broken now, 

But memories live for ever.

PRAYER # 136

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O Little flower of Jesus,
Ever consoling troubled souls
with Heavenly Graces,
In your unfailing intercession
I place my confident trust.
From the Heart of our Blessed
Saviour petition these Blessings
of which I stand in greatest need.
Shower upon me your promised 

Roses of Virtue and Grace, dear
St. Theresa, so that swiftly
advancing in sanctity and in
perfect love of neighbor, I may
someday receive the
Crown of Life Eternal.
Amen

PRAYER # 137

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