Father of mercies and God of all comfort, our only help in time of need, visit and relieve your sick servants.
Look upon them with a sense of goodness, preserve them from temptations, and give them patience to accept the suffering they must endure.
God of heavenly power, by the might of Your command, You drive away from our bodies all sickness and all infirmity.
Be present in Your goodness with these, Your servants, so that their weakness may be banished and their strength restored.
Relieve their pain, guard them from all danger, and restore them to full confidence in Your loving care.
We ask this through Jesus Christ our Lord. AMEN.
Gregorian Chant by the Benedictine Monks of Santo Domingo De Si, "Anon: Puer Natus Est Nobis" : "A Child Is Born To Us"
Death is Nothing At All ~ Canon Henry Scott Holland of St. Paul's Cathedral | info
Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was,
let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Photo: Allerseelentag (Hedwigskirchoff), by Franz Skarbina (1849-1910) Info