Sunday, November 7, 2010

All Saints Day

Today is All Saints Day.  At church this morning, the congregation remembered friends and family that have passed away this year.  Watching the slide show of photos, it's always rough for those who lost someone very dear to them.  It's rough for people that have been in their shoes too.  Seeing that raw emotion brings everything back to the surface again - hard and fast.  I feel for them all, and they will remain in my prayers.  

And since Hannah had a dream last night that I died and she was speaking at my funeral, I thought I should share one of the songs I want played at that time.  This one always gets to me.

Be Thou My Vision

Written by Mary E. Byrne & Eleanor Hull



Be thou my vision, oh Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me, save that thou art
Thou my best thought, by day or by night
Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light

Be thou my wisdom and thou my true word
I ever with thee and thou with me, Lord
Thou my great Father, and I thy true son
Thou in my dwelling, and I with thee one

Riches I need not, nor man's empty praise
Thou mine inheritance, now and always
Thou and thou only, first in my heart
High King of heaven, my treasure thou art

High King of heaven, my victory won
May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heaven's sun
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my vision, O ruler of all

1 comment:

  1. I love when its 10pm on a BLOODY SUNDAY and I read the blog of a woman I have admired, practically my whole life and she makes me sob.
    I pray Hannah is an old, old, OLD woman before she experiences the loss of a parent. OLD, OLD, OLD woman.
    There are 2 songs for me, but here's my favorite:

    God, my God, I cry out:
    Your beloved needs You now
    God, be near; calm my fear
    ... And take my doubt

    Your kindness is what pulls me up
    Your love is all that draws me in

    I will lift my eyes to the Maker
    Of the mountains I can't climb
    I will lift my eyes to the Calmer
    Of the oceans raging wild
    I will lift my eyes to the Healer
    Of the hurt I hold inside
    I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You

    God, my God, let mercy sing
    Her melody over me
    And God, right here all I bring
    Is all of me

    Your kindness is what pulls me up
    Your love is all that draws me in

    I will lift my eyes to the Maker
    Of the mountains I can't climb
    I will lift my eyes to the Calmer
    Of the oceans raging wild
    I will lift my eyes to the Healer
    Of the hurt I hold inside
    I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You

    'Cause You are and You were and You will be forever
    The Lover I need to save me
    'Cause You fashioned the earth and You hold it together, God
    So hold me now

    I will lift my eyes to the Maker
    Of the mountains I can't climb
    I will lift my eyes to the Calmer
    Of the oceans raging wild
    I will lift my eyes to the Healer
    Of the hurt I hold inside
    I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You
    I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You

    God, my God, I cry out:
    Your beloved needs You now...

    I first heard it shortly after dad passed. It remains my favorite. I wish I had it on CD. I'd most likely wear the CD out (which I've only done once-Gin blossoms...)

    Love you. Love your blog.

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