Dry The River - Everlasting Light
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If all the Music died, / And music-makers ceased, / I think you'd stand and sing / A hymn of Hope and Peace. / If nights of doubts and fears / Against the Light were hurled, / I think you'd light a candle / And stand against the world. / If winds of changing times / Up-rooted trees and sod, / I think instead of mocking, / You'd stand in praise of God. / The courage of your life / Is like a work of art / Inscribed by Memory's hand / Upon my grateful heart.
Near a shady wall a rose once grew, / Budded and blossomed in God's free light, / Watered and fed by the morning dew, / Shedding it's sweetness day and night. / As it grew and blossomed fair and tall, / Slowly rising to loftier height, / It came to a crevice in the wall / Through which there shone a beam of light. / Onward it crept with added strength / With never a thought of fear or pride, / It followed the light through the crevice's length / And unfolded itself on the other side. / The light, the dew, the broadening view / Were found the same as they were before, / And it lost itself in beauties new, / Breathing it's fragrance more and more. / Shall claim of death cause us to grieve / And make our courage faint and fall / Nay! Let us faith and hope receive-- / The rose still grows beyond the wall, / Scattering fragrance far and wide / Just as it did in days of yore, / Just as it did on the other side, / Just as it will forever-more.
For every pain, that we must bear, / For every burden, every care. / For every grief, that bows the head, / For every tear-drop that is shed. / For every hurt, for every plight, / For every lonely, pain racked night. / There's a reason. / But if we trust God, / As we should, It will all / work out for our good. / He knows the reason.
God hath not promised skies always blue, / Flower-strewn pathways all our lives through; / God hath not promised sun without rain, / Joy without sorrow, peace without pain. / God hath not promised we shall not now / Toil and temptation, trouble and woe; / He hath not told us we shall not bear / many a burden, many a care. / God hath not promised smooth roads and wide, / Swift, easy travel, needing no guide; / Never a mountain rocky and steep, / Never a river turbid and deep / But God hath promised strength for the day, / Rest for the labor, light for the way, / Grace for the trials, help from above, / Unfailing sympathy, undying love
I am home in heaven, dear ones / Oh, so happy and so bright! / There is perfect joy and beauty / in this everlasting light. / All the pain and grief is over, / every restless tossing passed, / I am now at peace forever, / safely home in heaven at last. / There is work still waiting for you, / so you must not idly stand; / Do it now, while life remaineth - / you shall rest in God's own land. / When that work is completed, / He will gently call you Home; / Oh, the rapture of that meeting, / Oh, the joy to see you come.
I am home in Heaven, dear ones; / Oh so happy and so bright! / There is perfect joy and beauty / in this everlasting light. / All the pain and grief is over, / every restless tossing passed, / I am now at peace forever, / Safely home in Heaven at last. / Did you wonder I so calmly Trod / the valley, of the shade / Oh! But Jesus love illuminated / every dark and fearful glade. / And He came Himself / to meet me in that way so hard to tread; / And with Jesus' arm to lean on / could I have one doubt or dread / Then you must not grieve so sorely, / for I love you dearly still; / Try to look beyond earth's shadows. / Pray to trust our Father's Will / there is work still waiting for you, / so you must not idly stand; / do it now, while life remaineth - / you shall rest in Jesus' land. / When that work is all completed, / he will gently call you Home; / Oh, the rapture of the meeting, / Oh the joy to see you come.
Some day the silver cord will break / And I no more as now shall sing / But oh, the joy when I shall wake / Within the palace of the King / And I shall see Him face to face / And tell the story Saved by grace / And I shall see Him face to face / And tell the story Saved by grace. / Some day my earthly house will fall / I cannot tell how soon 'twill be / But this I know my All in All / Has now a place in heav'n for me. / Some day, when fades the golden sun / Beneath the rosy tinted west / My blessed Lord will say, Well done / And I shall enter into rest. / Some day till then I'll watch and wait / My lamp all trimmed and burning bright / That when my Savior opes the gate / My soul to Him may take its flight.
Things don't just happen to us who love God / They're planned by His own dear hand. / Then molded and shaped and timed by His clock, / Things don't just happen, they're planned. / We don't just guess on the issues of life, / We Christians just rest in our Lord. / We are directed by His Sovereign will, / In the light of His Holy Word. / We who love Jesus are walking by faith, / Not seeing one step that's ahead. / Not doubting one moment what our lot might be, / But looking to Jesus instead. / We praise our dear Saviour for loving us so, / For planning each care of our life. / Then giving us faith to trust Him for all, / The blessings as well as the strife. / Things don't just happen to us who love God, / To us that have taken our stand, / No matter the lot, the course, or the price, / Things don't just happen, they're planned.
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon, Where there is doubt, faith, Where there is despair, hope, Where there is darkness, light, and where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; To be understood, as to understand; To be loved, as to love; For it is in giving that we receive; It is in pardoning that we are pardoned; And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
My God, I am yours for time and eternity. Teach me to cast myself entirely into the arms of your loving Providence with a lively, unlimited confidence in your compassionate, tender pity.Grant, O most merciful Redeemer, That whatever you ordain or permit may be acceptable to me. Take from my heart all painful anxiety; let nothing sadden me but sin, nothing delight me but the hope of coming to the possession of You my God and my all, in your everlasting kingdom. Amen.
O God, who amongst Thy Apostolic priests has raised up Thy servant, to the dignity of a priest, grant, we beseech Thee, that He may also be admitted in heaven to their everlasting fellowship, through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.
Incline Thine ear, O Lord, unto our prayers, wherein we humbly pray Thee to show Thy mercy upon the soul of Thy servant, whom Thou hast commanded to pass out of this world, that Thou wouldst place him in the region of peace and light, and bid him be a partaker with Thy Saints. Through Christ our Lord. Amen. "We have loved them during life, let us not abandon them, until we have conducted them by our prayers into the house of the Lord."
We humbly beseech Thy Majesty, O Lord, that as the blessed Apostle Andrew was once a teacher and ruler of Thy Church, so he may ever be our advocate with Thee. Through our Lord, Jesus Christ. Amen. O Christ, Our Lord, Who didst beautify the most blessed Andrew with the grace of apostleship, and the crown of martyrdom, by granting to him this special gift, that by preaching the mystery of the cross, he should merit death on the cross; grant us to become most true lovers of Thy holy cross, and, denying ourselves, to take up our cross an follow Thee; that by sharing Thy sufferings in this life, we may deserve the happiness of obtaining life everlasting. Amen.
Lord make me an instrument of Thy peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is despair, hope. Where there is darkness, light. Where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master; grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; for it is in giving that we receive, and it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Obtain for us that complete dedication to the needy, the weak, the afflicted and the abandoned, which so characterized your life. Help us to persevere in the difficult and, at times, painful paths of duty. May death find us on the sure road to our Father's house with the light of living faith in our hearts. Amen.
O God, our Creator and Redeemer, mercifully hear our prayers that as we venerate your servant, Saint Lucy, for the light of faith you bestowed upon her, you would increase and preserve this same light in our souls that we may be able to avoid evil, to do good, and to abhor nothing so much as the blindness and the darkness of evil and of sin. Relying on your goodness, O God, we humbly ask you, by the intercessory prayers of your servant, Saint Lucy, that you would give perfect vision to our eyes, that they may serve for your greater honor and glory and for the salvation of our souls in this world, that we may come to the enjoyment of your unfailing light of the Lamb of God in paradise. Saint Lucy, virgin and martyr, hear our prayers and obtain our petitions.
O great Apostle of Ireland, glorious St. Patrick, to whom under God, so many are indebted for the most precious of all treasures, the great gift of Faith, receive our fervent thanks for the zeal and charity which have been to thousands the source of blessings so invaluable. Ask for all who dwell in this land and the land of thy labors, the precious light of Faith, and beg for us on whom its glorious rays have long since beamed, the grace to regulate our lives by its sacred maxims.
O Lord, You have said: Unless you become as little children you shall not enter the kingdom of heaven; grant us, we beg You, so to follow, in humility and simplicity of heart, the footsteps of the Virgin blessed Thérèse, that we may attain to an everlasting reward. Amen. 59ce067264