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Be Thou Thyself before my closing eye;
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies
Heavens, morning breaks and earths vain shadow flee
In Li...
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies
Heavens, morning breaks and earths vain shadow flee
In Li...
Heanry Peake
What is there here to court my stay
Or hold me back from home,
While Angels beckon me away
And Jesus bids me come.
Or hold me back from home,
While Angels beckon me away
And Jesus bids me come.
Ann Jemima Chapman
Fond of nature and all things beautiful
Edith Hopkins
Close in our hearts he will always stay
Loved and remembered every day.
Loved and remembered every day.
Murray Ernest Booth
Leaving behind grateful and loving memories
Amelia Bungay
A painful shock a blow severe
To part with one we loved so dear;
Our loss is great we'll not complain
But Trust in God to meet again.
To part with one we loved so dear;
Our loss is great we'll not complain
But Trust in God to meet again.
She walked with God and wore the white flower of a blameless life
Annie Esther Williams
Took her fill of music, joy of thought and seeing
Came and stayed and went, nor ever ceased to smile.
Came and stayed and went, nor ever ceased to smile.
Margot Whitington
Sad afflication and much pain
To me on earth was given
But here I rest in hope to gain
A happy home in Heaven
To me on earth was given
But here I rest in hope to gain
A happy home in Heaven
James Ryan
'Tis hard to part from those we love,
'Tis hard to say "Farewell,
'Tis hard to say 'Thy will be done'.
How hard, no tongue can tell.
But Thou wi...
'Tis hard to say "Farewell,
'Tis hard to say 'Thy will be done'.
How hard, no tongue can tell.
But Thou wi...
Sarah Fudge
Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee
Let the water and the blood
Fron the riven side which flowed.
Be of sin the double cure,
C...
Let me hide myself in Thee
Let the water and the blood
Fron the riven side which flowed.
Be of sin the double cure,
C...
Edwin Chenoweth
So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high
thro the dear migh of Him that walk'd the waves
Milton
thro the dear migh of Him that walk'd the waves
Milton
Louisa May Hamp
None knows how hard it was to part.
None knows of the grief in my heard
Concealed to part with one so good.
And true, none knows but God.
None knows of the grief in my heard
Concealed to part with one so good.
And true, none knows but God.
Richard Burner