MAY HE REST IN PEACE
May he rest in peace Dear Jesus,
In Thy heavenly home above,
With the Sacred Heart of Jesus, In his own eternal love.
Along the road to yesterday, That leads me straight to you,
Are memories of happy days, Together we once knew.
A silent grief that's in our hearts, No human eye can trace,
For many a broken heart is hid, Behind a smiling face.
A light is from our household gone, A voice we loved is still,
A place is vacant in our home, That never can be filled.
May the God of love and mercy, Care for our loved one who is gone,
And bless with consolation, Those left to carry on.
Lonely is the home without you, Life to us is not the same,
All the world would be like heaven, If we could have you back again.
PRAYER TO OUR LADY OF LOURDES
O Ever Immaculate Virgin Mother of mercy,
health of the sick, refuge of sinners,
comfort of the afflicted,
you know my wants, my troubles, my
sufferings; deign to cast on me a look
of pity. By appearing in the Grotto of
Lourdes, you were pleased to make it a
privileged sanctuary, whence you dispense
your favours, and already many sufferers
have obtained the cure of their infirmities,
both spiritual and corporal.
I come, therefore, with the most
unbounded confidence, to implore your
maternal intercession.
Obtain, O Loving Mother, the grant of
my requests. Through gratitude for your
favours, I will endeavour to imitate your
virtues, that I may one day see your glory.
Amen.
PRAYER OF ST. FRANCIS OF ASSISI
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 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."
THE MEMORARE
Remember O most gracious
Virgin Mary, that never was
it known that anyone who fled
to thy protection, implored thy
help, or sought thy intercession,
was left unaided. Inspired with
this confidence I fly unto thee,
O Virgin of Virgins, my Mother, to
thee I come; before thee I stand,
sinful and sorrowful. O Mother of
the Word Incarnate, despise not my
petitions, but in thy clemency hear
and answer me.Amen.
MY JESUS MERCY
We lost a mother with a heart of gold,
How much we miss her can never be told,
She shared our troubles and helped us along,
If we follow her footsteps we can never go wrong.
We miss you from your fireside Chair,
loving smile and gentle air,
Your vacant place no one can fill,
We miss you Mother and always will.
She was a mother so very rare,
Content in her home and always there,
On earth she toiled, in Heaven she rests,
God bless you Mother, you were one of the best.
Each time we look at your picture,
You seem to smile and say, Don't be sad but courage take,
And love each other for my sake.
O Sweet Jesus, for the sake of Thy Bitter Passion
and the sorrows Of Thy Immaculate Mother,
have mercy on her soul, and let the light of
Thy Countenance shine upon her.Amen.
PRAYER FOR THE SOULS IN PURGATORY
O God, the creator and Redeemer of all faithful,
grant to the souls of thy servants departed,
the full remission of their sins,
that through pious supplications,
they may obtain the pardon which they have always desired.
Who livest and reignest world without end.
Amen.
"All I ask of you is that wherever you may be,
you will remember me at Holy Communion
and at the foot of the Altar."
- St. Monica.
PRAYER TO OBTAIN THE GLORIFICATION OF PADRE PIO
O Jesus, full of grace and charity,
victim for sinners, so impelled by
love for us that you willed to die on the
cross. I humbly beseech you to glorify in
heaven and on earth the servant of God,
Padre Pio of Pietrelcina, who generously
participated in your sufferings, who loved
you so much and laboured so faithfully
for the glory of your heavenly Father and
for the good of souls. With confidence
I beseech you to grant me, through his
intercession the grace of
which I ardently desire.
Glory be to the Father …
(Three times).