Long Verses/Prayers

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,

and the power, and the glory,

forever and ever.

Amen.

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.

But when the journey finally ends, We'll claim a great reward,

And find an everlasting peace, Together with the Lord.

Our lady of Knock Queen of Ireland,

you gave hope to your people in a time

of distress and comforted them in sorrow. you have inspired countless pilgrims to pray With confidence to your divine Son, Remembering His promise: “ask and you Shall receive, seek and you shall find”. Help me to remember that we are all pilgrims on the road to heaven. Fill me with love and Concern for my brothers and sisters in Christ, Especially those who live with me.

Comfort me when i am sick or lonely

or depressed. Teach me how to take part Ever more reverently in the holy Mass. Pray for me now,

And at the hour of my death.

 Amen

O glorious Saint Theresa,

whom almighty

God has raised up to aid

and counsel mankind,

I implore your Miraculous intercession.

So powerful are you in

obtaining every need

Of body and soul our Holy Mother Church Proclaims you a

"Prodigy of Miracles...

The Greatest Saint of Modern times."

now I fervently beseech you to answer

my petition (mention specifics here) and to carryout your promises of spending Heaven doing good upon the earth...of letting fall

From Heaven a Shower of roses.

Henceforth, dear little Flower,

I will fulfill your plea "to be made known everywhere" and I will never cease to lead others to Jesus through you.

Amen

Most Merciful Father, we commend our 

departed into your Hands. We are filled with the sure hope that our departed will rise again on the last day with all who have died in Christ. We thank you for all the good things you have given during our departed’s earthly life

O Father in your great mercy accept our prayer that the gates of paradise may be opened for your servant. In Our turn may we too be comforted by the words of faith until we greet Christ in glory and are united with you and our departed.

Through Christ our Lord. 

Amen

O glorious St. Anthony, safe refuge of the afflicted and distressed.

Who by miraculous

revelation has directed all those who

seek aid to come to thy altar with the promise that Whosoever visits it for nine consecutive Tuesdays, and there piously invokes thee,

Will feel the power of thy intercession.

I, a poor sinner, encouraged by this promise, come to thee,

O powerful Saint,

and with a firm hope I implore thy aid,

thy protection, thy counsel and thy blessing. obtain for me, I beseech thee, my request in this necessity. But if it should be opposed to

the will of God and the

welfare of my soul,

Obtain for me such other graces as

shall be conducive of my salvation.

Through Christ our lord,

Amen.

May Jesus comfort you   in all your afflictions. May He sustain you

 in dangers, watch over

you always with His grace, 

   and indicate the safe path 

   that leads to eternal salvation.

And may He render you always 

   dearer to His Divine Heart 

   and always more worthy 

of Paradise. 

Amen 

Ever-living, loving God, long ago you led the young man Kevin to

the beautiful valley of Glendalough to follow his dream and grow in knowledge of himself and union with you through presence, prayer,

penance and silence.

Help us to treasure life as he did accepting all its shades of light and darkness. In our busy world help us to find a little space to be still and know that you are God calling us home to heaven where you live and reign with Jesus and the Holy Spirit, one God forever and ever.

They say there is a reason,

They say that time will heal,

But neither time nor reason,

Will change the way we feel.

For no-one knows the heartache, That lies behind our smiles,

No-one knows how many times, We have broken down and cried. Gone from home that smiling face, Those cheerful, happy ways,

The heart that won so many friends, In bygone, Happy days.

We want to tell you something, So there won’t be any doubt, You’re so wonderful to think of, But so hard to be without.

We cannot bring the old days back. When we were all together,

The family chain is broken now, But memories live forever.

It was a sudden parting

Too bitter to forget,

Those who loved you dearly,

Are the ones who can’t forget.

We often sit and think of you,

And think of how you died;

To think you could not say goodbye Before you closed your eyes.

Your life was one of kindly deeds, A helping hand for others needs, Sincere and true in heart and mind, Beautiful memories left behind. The blow was hard,the shock severe, To part with one we loved so dear; Our loss is great, we’ll not complain But trust in God to meet again. Two tired eyes are sleeping,

Two willing hands are still,

The one who worked so hard for us, Is resting at God’s will.

Our family chain is broken, Nothing seems the same,

But as God calls us one by one The links shall join again.

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 neighbour,

I may someday receive the

Crown of Life Eternal.

Amen.

I am home in heaven, dear ones. Oh, so happy and so bright!There is a perfect joy and beauty in the 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 all completed, oh, the rapture of that meeting; oh, the joy to see you come!

Softly in the morning,

You heard a gentle call,

You took the hand God offered you,

And quietly left us all.

The day you left us,

our hearts just broke in two,

The smallest part is still with us,

And the biggest part with you.

For the rest of our lives we will miss you, Our secret tears still flow,

Oh, how we really loved you,

No one will ever know.

We miss your smile, your joking ways

We miss the things, you used to say,

And when old times we do recall,

It’s when we miss you most of all.

You were always there when we needed you, No task too great or small,

With loving heart and willing hands,

For us you did it all.

Look around your garden Lord,

And when she turns and smiles,

Put your arms around her,

And hold her for a while.

Death is nothing at all. I have

only slipped away into the

next room. Whatever we were

to each other, that we are still.

Call me by my old familiar

name, speak to me in the easy

way which you always used.

Laugh as we always laughed

at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.

Let my name be the household word that it always was.

Let it be spoken without effort.

Life means all that it ever meant.

It is the same as it ever was; there

is absolutely unbroken continuity.

Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight?

I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near just around the corner. All is well.

Nothing is past; nothing is lost.

One brief moment and all will be

as it was before-only better,

infinitely happier and forever

– we will all be one together with Christ.

What comfort just to clasp it,

My Rosary so dear;

Each mystery brings fresh courage And drives away all fear.

In prayer so oft repeated,

Yet never growing old,

I read the wondrous story,

Of God’s own love untold.

Each chaplet forms a garland, To place at Mary’s feet;

Fair buds and full-bloom roses, Exhaling fragrance sweet.

The Crucifix which crowns it Reminds me day by day,

To bravely bear my crosses, Along earth’s rugged way.

I hope when life is ended,

And death shall set me free

Still twined around my fingers, My Rosary Beads shall be.

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 is a journey 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 sorrow in doing good deeds, Miss me but let me go.

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 a little - but let me go.

For this is a 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.

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 sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the uplifting rush

Of quiet birds’ encircled flight;

I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there, I did not die.

I’d like the memory of me

To be a happy one.

I’d like to leave an After Glow of smiles when life 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.

Of happy memories that I leave When Life is done.

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he

was walking along the beach with the lord. Across the sky floated scenes from his life. For each scene he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonging to him, the other to the lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand.

He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the lord about it. “Lord you said once I decided to follow you, you’d walk with me all the way.

But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why when

I needed you most you

would leave me.”

The lord replied, “My precious,

precious child,

I love you and would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.

Death is nothing at all - I have only slipped Away into the next room. Whatever we were to Each other, that we are still. Call me by my old Familiar name, speak to me in the easy way Which you always used.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes We enjoyed together.

Play, smile, think of me, Pray for me.

Let my name be the household word

That it always was.

Let it be spoken without Effort.

Life means all that it ever meant.

It is the same that it ever was, there is Absolutely unbroken continuity.

Why should I be out of your mind

because I am out of your sight?

I am but waiting for you, for an interval, Somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was Before -

only better, infinitely happier

And forever - we will all be one together

in Christ.

There’s not a day that passes

That I don’t sit and cry,

And look to Heaven for a reason

But still I don’t know why.

Couldn’t he have waited

Another year or two,

Until you were a little older

And I’d had more time with you.

Forgive me, Lord, I then say,

All these thoughts are wrong,

There had to be a reason,

And I know I must be strong.

You’re in the arms of Jesus now

And I know that you’ll be fine,

But I wish with all my heart,

That those arms could be mine.

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free

I'm following the path God

has chosen for me.

I took His hand when 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've now found peace at the end of day.

If my parting has left a void,

Then fill it with remembered joys. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss; Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow Look for the sunshine of tomorrow.

My life's been full, I savored much; Good friends, good times, a loved ones touch. Perhaps my time seems all to brief; Don't lengthen your pain with undue grief. Lift up your heart and peace to thee,

God wanted me now, He set me free.

Everybody loves to be remembered,

But if we want to be remembered,

We have a duty also to remember. Memory is a powerful thing.

Wrongly used it can bring death

rather than life.

Rightly used it is a form of immortality.

It keeps the past alive.

Those we remember never die.

They continue to walk with and talk with us. Their influence is still felt among us. There is nothing

stronger or more

helpful than a good remembrance. Mother, we want you to know that

We haven’t forgotten you.

We remember you, and your memory Most definitely brings life to us today. May it also assure us of life for you,

That eternal life Christ came to earth

to give to us.

Missed in the morning

of every day,

Missed in the evening

as light fades away,

Missed in a thousand

and one little ways

Around every corner a memory stays.

No one knows

the pain we bear,

When we all meet

and you're not there,

We talk, we laugh,

we play our part,

  But behind it all lie broken hearts.

You gave us years of happiness, Then sorrow came with tears,

You left us lovely memories,

We will treasure through the years.

May you see God’s light 

on the path ahead

When the road you walk is dark. May you always hear,

Even in your hour of sorrow,

The gentle singing of the lark. When times are hard may hardness Never turn your heart to stone,

May you always remember

when the shadows fall

You do not walk alone.

They say there is a reason, They say that time will heal;

But neither time nor reason, 

Will change the way we feel.

For no-one knows the heartache,

That lies behind our smiles;

No one knows how many times,

We have broke down and cried.

Gone from home that smiling face, Those cheerful, happy ways;

The heart that won so many friends,

In bygone, happy days.

We want to tell you something,

So there won’t be any doubt;

You’re so wonderful to think of,

But so hard to do without.

We cannot bring the old days back, When we were all together;

The family chain is broken,

But memories live forever.

Don’t think of him as gone away, his journey’s just begun,

life holds so many facets

this earth is only one.

Just think of him as resting

from the sorrow and the tears

in a place of warmth and comfort, where there are no days and years. Think how he must be wishing that we could know today

how nothing but our sadness

can really pass away.

And think of him as living

in the hearts of those he touched, for nothing loved is ever lost,

and he was loved so much.

God looked around his garden, And found an empty place,

He then looked down upon the 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 saw the road was getting rough, And the hills were hard to climb, 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.

If I had all the world to give,

I’d give it, yes, and more,

To hear his/her voice, see his/her smile, And greet him/her at the door.

But all I can do, dear Father/Mother Is go and tend your grave,

And leave behind tokens of love,

To the best father/mother God made. I like to think when life is done, Wherever heaven may be,

He'll/She’ll be standing at the door Up there to welcome me.

When tomorrow starts without me,

And I'm not there to see,

If the sun should rise and find your eyes All filled with tears for me.

I wish so much you wouldn't cry

The way you did today,

While thinking of the many things,

We didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,

As much as I love you,

And each time that you think of me,

I know you'll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me, Please try to understand,

That an angel came and called my name, And took me by the hand.

My place was ready,

In heaven far above,

And that I'd have to leave behind

All those I dearly love.

Do not go gentle into that goodnight,

Old age should burn and

rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the

dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right. Because their words have forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that goodnight.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang

the sun in flight,

And learn, too late,

they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that goodnight,

Grave men, near death,

who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like

meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the

dying of the light.

And you, my father,

there on the sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with

your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that goodnight.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.