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English Prayers




I die but my love does not die,

I shall love you in heaven

as I have on this earth.


P201 (French  P337)         


"Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You,

You would walk and talk with me all the way.

But I'm aware that during the most troublesome times of my life,

there is only one set of FOOTPRINTS.

I just don't understand why, when I need You most, you leave me."

He whispered, "My precious child,

I love you and will never leave you,

during your time of trials and suffering. When you saw only one set of footprints,





Your gentle face and pleasant smile

With sadness we recall.

You had a kindly word for each

and died beloved by all.

The voice is mute and stilled the heart.

That loved us well and true,

Ah, bitter was the trial to part

From one so good as you

You are not forgotten, loved one

Nor will you ever be.         

As long as life and memory last

We will remember thee.

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 fill your vacant place.



P203 (French  P336)         


When I come to the end of the road
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 that we all must take
And each must go alone;
It's all a part of the Master's 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.




His/Her good character and the kindness of

his/her heart has won the affection of

his/her loved ones

He/She was loved by all.  Those who knew

him/her, have honoured him/her with their

esteem, and have expressed it with sympathies

after his/her death.

His/Her death has left a profound wound

in our hearts.

Remember me, friends, as I have done

the will of the Lord.




When I must leave you for a little while,  

please go on bravely with a gallant smile

and for my sake and in my name,

live on and do all the things the same.

Spend not your life in empty days,

but fill each waking hour in comfort and cheer,

and I in turn, will comfort you and hold you near.




May the road rise up to meet you

May the wind be always at your back

May the sun shine warm upon your fields 

And until we meet again                           

may the God that loves us all                                

Hold you in the palm of His hand.




O Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things

I cannot change,

the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.


P208 (French  P327)        


I have lived-                                                           

God knows that I have lived.

I have loved-

and in return have been loved.

I have given-

and received a hundredfold.

I have suffered-

and kept the pain within myself.

I have searched-

and with your help have found.

I have accepted-

and borne it with a smile.

And now, for you, dear God.

I have died.




My loved ones, my pilgrimage on earth

is over.  Do not forget me.  Stay united 

in eternity.  Dear Lord, protect those I leave behind.


P210 (French  P331)         

23rd PSALM (The Lord is my shepherd)

The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want;
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters;
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness
for His name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death, I fear no evil;
for Thou are with me;
Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the

presence of mine enemies; Thou anointest my

head with oil; my cup runneth over.  Surely

goodness and mercy shall follow me all the

days of my life; and I will dwell in the house

of the Lord forever.


P211 (French  P304)


My children, I died.  I am leaving this valley.

I beg you, never forget me!  Stay united among

yourselves, stay firm in our faith.  Soon we

shall be reunited in heaven.  I died but my love

does not die.  I shall love you in heaven as I

have on this earth.




You’re gone but not forgotten as dawns another

day.  All the tears we have cried for you will

never go away.  The Lord took you to his Mansion

to let you rest in peace.  He will leave the golden gates open until we meet again.





We watched you suffer day by day,

and could not help in any way,

but just stood by and saw you pass

into our Saviour’s arms at last.

In tears we watched you sinking,

we watched you fade away.

Our hearts were almost broken

you fought so hard to stay.

But when we saw you sleeping

so peacefully, free from pain,

we could not wish you back to

suffer that again.




I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one.

I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles

when the day is done.  I’d like to leave an echo,

whispering softly down the ways.

Of happy times and laughing times

and bright and sunny days.  I’d like the

tears of those who grieve to dry before

the sun and to remember happy memories

that I leave behind when the day is done.




May the Lord support us

all the daylong

Till the shadows lengthen

and the evening comes,

and the busy world is hushed,

and the fever of life is over

and our work is done!

Then in His mercy

may He give us a safe lodging,

and a holy rest, and

peace at the last!




Heaven’s gate swung gently open,

God called softly, “come”

And you, dear one, took God’s hand,

and your work on earth was done.

We’ll never cease to miss you,

and shed many silent tears,

because we cannot share with you

our hopes, our joys, our fears.

But one day, in Gods garden,

when God calls us to come.

You’ll be at the gates with open arms

and say to us, “welcome home!”




Down a road that’s calm and peaceful,

guided by God’s loving hand,

She/He has gone upon a journey

to a distant, brighter land.

And although our hearts are heavy

with sorrow we still bear,

it helps to bring us comfort,

knowing she/he is happy there.




Make me a channel of your peace.  Where there is hatred let me bring your love.  Where there is injury your pardon, Lord, and where there is doubt, true faith in you.  Where there is despair let me bring your hope.  Where there is darkness only light, and where there is sadness ever joy.


O, Master grant that I may never seek

So much to be consoled as to console,

To be understood as to understand.

To be loved, as to love with all my



Make me a channel of your peace.  It is in pardoning that we are pardoned. In giving to all men that we receive, and in dying that we are born to eternal life.




A million times I’ve needed you,

a million times I’ve cried,

if love could have saved you,

you never would have died.

Things we feel most deeply

are the hardest things to say.

My dearest one, I love you,

in a very special way.

If I could have one lifetime wish

one dream that could come true,

I’d pray to God with all my heart

For yesterday and you.


P220 (French  P306)         


God looked around his garden

And He found an empty place.

He then looked down upon his earth,

And saw your tired face.

He put his arms around you

And lifted you to rest.

God’s garden must be beautiful

He always takes the best.

He knew that you were suffering

He knew that you were in pain

He knew that you would never

Get well on earth again.

He saw the road was getting rough,

So he closed your weary eyelids,

And whispered “Peace be thine”

It broke our hearts to lose you

But you didn’t go alone

For part of us went with you

The day God called you home.




God made a wonderful father,

A father who never grows old,

He made his heart out of gold;

He made him as near as an angel,

As anyone ever could be;

God made a wonderful father,

And gave that dear father to us.




Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glint on snow,

I am the sunset on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn’s rain.


When you awaken in the mornings hush,

I am the sweet uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight,

I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry

I am not there, I did not die. 




We miss thee from our home dear.

We miss thee from thy place.

A shadow o’er our life is cast.

We miss the sunshine of thy face.

We miss thy kind and willing hand

Thy fond and earnest care.

Our home is dark without thee.

We miss thee everywhere.




No breaking heart is here,

No sad and chilling pain:

No wasted cheeks where the frequent tear

Rolls down and leaves its stain.

Dear friends of mortal years,

The trusted and the true,

You are watching still in the valley of tears,

But I wait to welcome you.

I won’t forget, O no!

For memory’s golden chain

Shall bind my heart to the hearts below

Till we meet to touch again.

Each link is strong and bright.

And love’s eternal flame,

Flows freely down, like a river of light

To the world from where I came.




To everything there is a purpose

and a time to every purpose

under the heaven

A time to be born

and a time to die

A time to plant

and a time to reap

A time to laugh

and a time to weep

A time to embrace

and a time to not embrace

A time to speak

and a time to be silent

A time to love

and a time to hate

A time of war

and a time of peace.


P226 (French  P328)


When I leave you don’t weep for me.

Pass the wine around and remember

how my laughing pleased you.

Look at one another, smiling,

and don’t forget about touching.

Sing the songs that I loved best

and dance one time all together.

As for me, I’ll be off, running

somewhere on the beach, and I’ll fly

to the top of the tree I always meant to climb

When you’re ready, I’ll be there –

Waiting for you

Take your time


P227 (French  P302)


We wrote your name in the grains of the sand.

But the tide rolled and washed it away.

We carved your name on the trunk of a tree.

But eventually the bark dried and fell away.

We treasured your name in the very depths of our hearts.

And even time itself could not steal your memory away.




Perhaps you sent a lovely card

or sat quietly in a chair

Perhaps you sent a funeral spray,

if so we saw it there.

Perhaps you spoke the kindest words.

As any friend could say.

Perhaps you were not there at all.

Just thought of us that day.

What ever you did to console our hearts

Thank you so much whatever the part




God saw you getting tired

When a cure was not to be.

So he closed his arms around you

And whispered “ Come to Me”


You didn’t deserve what

You went through,

So He gave you a rest.

God’s Garden must be beautiful

He only takes the best.


And when we saw you sleeping,

So peaceful and free from pain,

We could not wish you back,

To suffer that again.


P230 (French  P300)


Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name.  Thy kingdom come.  Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.  Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.  And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the Kingdom, the power and the glory, forever and ever.






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 darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.

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 





Lord, when my soul takes flight,

May it rise swiftly to live forever

In your love and care.




When I come to the end of my journey

And I travel my last weary mile,

Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned

And remember only the smile.

Forget unkind words I have spoken;

Remember some good I have done,

Forget that I ever had heartache

And remember I’ve had loads of fun.

Forget that I stumbled and blundered

And sometimes fell by the way.

Remember I have fought

Some hard battles

And won, ere the close of the day,

Then forget to grieve for my going,

I would not have you sad for a day,

But in summer just gather some flowers

And remember the place where I lay,

And come in the evening

When the sun paints the sky in the west

Stand for a few moments beside me

And remember only my best.





Console yourself, dear wife,

you were my happiness on earth.

I will love you in heaven as

I loved you on earth.

I accepted the will of God,

I saw death coming with

calm and courage, that gave me faith. 

Why cry my departure

since death is an end to my suffering.

My dear children, do not forget me,

you have love, prove to me that you

will still love me by taking care

of your mother.

O my God bless my family and

be the protector of my children.

Have mercy on those whom

I leave on earth,

Protect them and save them.

Almighty God,

Grant me eternal rest.




When God calls little children

To dwell with Him above,

We mortals sometimes question

the wisdom of His love.  For no heartache compares

With the death of one small child

Who does so much to make our world

Seem wonderful and mild.

Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold,

So He picks a rosebud before it can grow old.

God knows how much we need them,

And so He takes but a few,

To make the land of heaven more beautiful to view.

Believing this is difficult still somehow we must try

The saddest word mankind knows

Will always be “Goodbye.”

So when a little child departs, we who are

Left behind,

Must realize God loves children,

Angels are hard to find.




Hail Mary, full of grace,

The Lord is with thee;

Blessed art thou amongst women,

And blessed is the fruit

Of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

Pray for us sinners,

Now and at the hour

Of our death. Amen.




Day is done, gone the sun

From the lake, from the hill, from the sky.

All is well, safely rest, God is night.

Thanks and praise for our days

neath the sun, neath the stars,

neath the sky,

As we go, this we know, God is night.




Love is patient,

Love is kind.

It does not envy,

It does not boast,

It is not proud.

It is not rude,

It is not self-seeking,

It is not easily angered,

It keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil

But rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, Always trust,

Always hopes, Always perseveres




So do not fear,

For I am with you;

Do not be dismayed,

For I am your God.

I will strengthen you

And help you;

I will uphold you with

My righteous right hand.




And He will raise you up

On eagle’s wings,

Bear you on

The breath of dawn,

Make you to shine-

Like the sun,

And hold you in the palm

of His hand.




God grant that I may live to fish,

Until my dying day,

And when it comes to my last cast,

I then most humbly pray,

When in the Lord’s safe landing net,

I’m peacefully asleep,

That in his mercy I be judged,

As big enough to keep.




Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free

I’m following the path God laid for me,

I took His hand I heard Him call

I turned my back and left it all.


I could not stay another day

To laugh, to love, to work or play.

Tasks left undone must stay that way

I found that place at the close of day.


If my parting has left a void

Then fill it with remembered joy.

A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss

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


Be not burdened with times of sorrow.

I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My life’s been full, I savored much.

Good friends, good times,

A loved one’s touch.


Perhaps my time seemed all to brief;

Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your heart and share with me

God wanted me now, He set me free.



“The mystery of our life is in God’s hands.”



As angels keep their watch up there,

Please, God, just let her/ him know

That we down here did not forget,

We love and miss her/ him so.



Life is not ended,

for those who have been faithful.


P246 (French  P341)

I am rejoining the ones I loved,

and I am waiting for those I love. 



His/Her death has left a deep wound in our hearts. Immaculate Heart of Mary, pray for him/her.



Your presence we miss,

Your Memory we treasure;

Loving you always,

Forgetting you never.



Although we smile and make no fuss

No one misses him /her more then us.

And when old time we often recall,

It’s then we miss you most of all.



Everyday, in some small way,

Memories of you come our way.

Though absent, you are never near,

Still missed, still loved forever dear.



We are sad within our memory,

lonely are thoughts today.

For the one loved so dearly,

has forever been called away.



There is a sad and sweet remembrance,

There is memory fond and true;

There is a token of affection

And heartache still for you.


P253(French  P367)

God, take my hand



The saddest word mankind knows

Will always be “Goodbye”



‘Gone but not forgotten’



Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day,
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
Still loved, still missed and very dear.



You are not forgotten loved one
Nor will you ever be.
As long as life and memory last
We will remember thee.



Always in our thoughts
Forever in our hearts



It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.



Death leaves a heartache no one can heal...
Love leaves a memory no one can steal.



When a loved one becomes a memory,

 that memory becomes a treasure.



If love could have saved you,

you would have lived forever.



A part of my heart he took with him,
But his love he left me to keep,
So we will never really be parted,
The bond between us is too deep.



Always a smile, instead of a frown,
Always a hand, when one is down,
Always true, thoughtful and kind,
Wonderful memories she/ he left behind.



May you find comfort in the arms of an angel.




Thank you for loving and sharing,
For giving and for caring,
God bless you and keep you,
Until we meet again.



“When hearts listen, angels sing.”



Memories are like threads of gold,
They never tarnish or grow old.



Your presence I miss,
Your memory I treasure,
Loving you always,
Forgetting you never.