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Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so įor those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrowĭie not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.įrom rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, When that which drew from out the boundless deepįor though from out our bourne of Time and Placeĭeath, be not proud, though some have called thee Nor when I’m gone speak in a Sunday voiceīut be the usual selves that I have known. Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine So shall He view thee with a well pleased eyeīe still, my soul: the Sun of life divine Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restoredīe still, my soul: when change and tears are pastĪll safe and blessèd we shall meet at lastīe still, my soul: begin the song of praiseĪcknowledge Him in all thy words and ways When disappointment, grief and fear are gone Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fearsīe still, my soul: the hour is hastening on Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt belowīe still, my soul: when dearest friends depart Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shakeĪll now mysterious shall be bright at lastīe still, my soul: the waves and winds still know Through thorny ways leads to a joyful endīe still, my soul: thy God doth undertake In the love of there, as the love of hereīe still, my soul: the Lord is on thy sideīear patiently the cross of grief or painīe still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend Its needs must be, since she lingers there.įrom the old-time step and the glad return.
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When we’ve been there ten thousand years, Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, ’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, ’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, Of happy memories that I leave when life is done. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Heav’n’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory? Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s pow’r? Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day Įarth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away When other helpers fail and comforts flee, The darkness deepens Lord, with me abide I know that no flower, nor flint was in vain on the path I trod.Īs one looks on a face through a window, through life I have looked on God, I know that another shall finish the task I surely must leave undone. I gave a share of my soul to the world, when and where my course is run. I have longed for death in the darkness and risen alive out of hell. I have known the peace of heaven, the comfort of work done well. I have struck my hand like a seal in the loyal hand of a friend. I have kissed young love on the lips, I have heard his song to the end, My cheeks like a drowsy child to the face of the earth I have pressed. I have run and leaped with the rain, I have taken the wind to my breast. I have sent up my gladness on wings, to be lost in the blue of the sky. Some are modern, some are ancient, but each can be helpful in putting words to what is experienced by those who are left behind.īecause I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die. Here, we have collected 101 of the best, most popular, and most enduring funeral poems in the English language. There are many works which contemplate life and death in a way that richly communicates our common humanity and as such are commonly used as funeral poems. Words such as these can transcend our own limited expressive abilities to portray a surpassing sense of love, longing, and grief. These can vary, from reasured classics, such as Tennyson’s In Memoriam or Stevenson’s Success, or famous religious texts like Psalm 23 or Newton’s Amazing Grace, or even anonymous lines like the epitaph on an Irish tombstone:ĭeath leaves a heartache no one can heal, This is where funeral poems can be extraordinarily helpful. Composing your own memorial poetry is a wonderful excercise which helps you work through and express your grief and love, but rare is the person who can craft words to say exactly what they want to say. A recitation of the departed loved one’s life and accomplishments is important, but rarely captures the poetic vitality of a beautiful life.