Burial / Graveside Commital

When our earthly day s closing,
And the night grows still and deep,
Let us, in Thine arms reposing,
Feel Thy power to save an keep.
Blessed Jesus,
Give Thine own beloved sleep.

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This brings a prayer that God above
Will comfort you with His great love;
And may the strength of your belief
Help guide you through this time of grief.

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GOOD NIGHT
Sleep on beloved, sleep, and take thy rest;
Lay down thy head upon the Saviour’s breast;
We loved thee well, but Jesus loved thee best,
Good night! Good night! Good night!

Calm is thy slumber as an infant’s sleep,
But thou shalt wake no more to toil and weep,
Thine is a perfect rest secure and deep;
Good night! Good night! Good night!

Until the shadows from the earth are cast,
Until he gathers in his sheaves at last,
Until the twilight gloom is overpast;
Good night! Good night! Good night!

Until the Easter glory lights the skies,
Until the dead in Jesus shall arise,
And he shall come, but not in lowly guise;
Good night! Good night! Good night!

Only good night! beloved, not farewell,
A little while and all his sons shall dwell,
In hallowed union indivisible,
Good night! Good night! Good night!

Until we meet again before his throne,
Clothed in the spotless robes he gives his own,
Until we know even as we are known,
Good night! Good night! Good night!
–Sarah Doudney

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GOD UNDERSTANDS
Dr. Oswald J. Smith’s sister and her husband were missionaries in Peru. Mr. Becker was killed in a motor accident just before their furlough was due, leaving his wife a widow at 26.
Dr. Oswald Smith wrote the lovely poem, since set to music, “God Understands,” and sent it to her. Arriving just before she sailed for furlough, it proved to be a great comfort to her.

God understands your sorrow
He sees the falling tear
And whispers, “I am with thee.”
Then falter not, nor fear.
He understands your longing;
Your deepest grief He shares;
Then let Him bear your burden—
He understands and cares.

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THE CLEARER VISION
When, with bowed head,
And silent-streaming tears,
With mingled hopes and fears,
To earth we yield our dead;
The Saints, with clearer sight,
Do cry in glad accord,–
“A soul released from prison
Is risen, is risen,
Is risen to the glory of the Lord.”
–John Oxenham

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May God, who calls our dear ones home and grants them peace and rest,
Give you the strength and faith to say that He indeed knows best.

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Response for a Burial
Into the darkness and warmth of the earth
We lay you down
Into the sadness and smiles of our memories
We lay you down
Into the cycle of living and dying and rising again
We lay you down
May you rest in peace, in fulfillment, in loving
May you run straight home in God’s embrace.
— Ruth Burgess

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May these words of consolation somehow
Help to ease your sorrow
And give you strength and courage
For today and for tomorrow.

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God understands your sorrow,
He sees the falling tear
And whispers, “I am with thee,”
Then falter not, nor fear.
He understands your longing;
Your deepest grief He shares;
Then let Him bear your burden—
He understands and cares.

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For my sake turn to life and smile
Nerving thy heart and trembling
hand to comfort weaker souls than thee.
Complete these unfinished tasks of mine
And I perchance may therein comfort thee.
— Thomas Gray, poet, classical scholar, Cambridge don (1716 – 1771)
– Read at Diana, Princess of Wales’ funeral, 1997.

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When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
When tomorrow starts without me, and I am not here to see

If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me,
I know how much you love me as much as I love you,
And each time you think of me I know you’ll miss me too.
But when tomorrow starts without me please try to understand,
That Jesus came and called my name and took me by the hand.
He said that my place is ready in heaven far above,
And that I have to leave behind all those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away a tear fell from my eye,
For all my life I’d always thought it wasn’t my time to die.
I had so much to live for and so much yet to do,
It seems almost impossible that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had.
If I could have stayed for just a while,
I’d say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realize that this could never be,
For emptiness and memories would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things that I would miss tomorrow,
I thought of you and when I did my heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven’s gate and felt so much at home,
As God looked down and smiled at me from his great golden throne.
He said “This is eternity, and all I’ve promised you,
Today your life on earth is past, but here it starts anew.”
“I promise no tomorrow but today will always last,
And since each day’s the same here there’s no longing for the past.”
So when tomorrow starts without me don’t think we’re far apart,
For every time you think of me I’m right here in your heart.
— Anonymous