Treasured in time immeasurable how much more then are we in glorious splendour adorned, clothed in richest glory.
We Will Think of Them Changed Into Glory Even though I feel the loss, and sadness presses heavy down, yet memories linger on, a melody of flowers to ease the pain of parting. Lord, one little flower that perishes is clothed by you in splendor and glory, and how much more then we, we who are made imperishable, who are loved by you eternally.
My thoughts go with you, my dearest friends, my tears weep for you, my love never ends. Your memories linger, your smile that cared, your listening ear, your goodness shared. My heart ever hold you, my embrace never cease, my prayer enfold you, my wish is your peace. In God’s deepest love, in God’s gentlest care, in God’s sweetest joy, This is my prayer. Amen
In our busy world there are so many who do not want to know, who do not want to share our sorrows or grief. Yet the Lord cares. The Lord knows all your suffering, and He has promised, He will comfort you; We will enfold you in His love.
I truly believe this: That the Lord’s love for you is so strong that your grief has not been forgotten, nor you loss unheeded, nor your tears unheard.
It is the lord Himself who will show you His tender mercy, who will pour His peace upon you to keep you hoping, keep you trusting.
Let the nations be glad and sing for joy, for you judge the peoples with equity and guide the nations upon earth. Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you.
May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face to shine upon us, that your way may be known upon earth, your saving power among all nations. Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you.
You prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord my whole life long.
Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I fear no evil; for you are with me; your rod and your staff – they comfort me.
O Lord, you have searched me and known me. You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from far away. You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word in on my tounguw, O Lord, you know it completely. You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is so high that I cannot attain it.
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; he leads me beside still waters; he restores my soul. He leads me in right paths for his name’s sake.
The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love. He will not always accuse, nor will he keep his anger forever.
For God alone my soul waits in silence; from him comes my salvation. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall never be shaken.
Please keep all those impacted by the storm in your prayers.