Footprints
One night a man had a dream. He
dreamed he was walking along the
beach with the LORD, Across the sky
flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene, he noticed two sets
of footprints in the sand, one belong-
ing to him, and the other to the LORD.
When the last scene of his life flashed
before him, he looked back at the foot-
prints in the sand. He noticed that
many times along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the
very lowest and saddest times in his
life.
This really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it.
"LORD, you said that once I decided
to follow you, you'd walk with me all
the way. But I have noticed that during
the most troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints, I
don't understand why you would leave
me when I needed you most." The
LORD replied, "My precious child, I
love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffer-
ing, when you see only one set of foot-
prints, it was then that I carried you."
TAPS
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the hills, from the lake,
From the skies.
All is well, safely rest,
God is nigh.
Go to sleep, peaceful sleep,
May the soldier or sailor,
God keep.
On the land or the deep,
Safe in sleep.
Love, good night, Must thou go,
When the day, And the night
Need thee so?
All is well. Speedeth all
To their rest.
Fades the light; And afar
Goeth day, And the stars
Shineth bright,
Fare thee well; Day has gone,
Night is on.
Thanks and praise, For our days,
'Neath the sun, Neath the stars,
'Neath the sky,
As we go, This we know,
God is nigh.
Salmo 23
Jehova es mi Pastor. Nada me faltara.
En luggares de delicados pastor me
hara yacer. Junta a aguas de repose me
pastoreara. Comfotara mi alma:
Guiarme por sendas de justicia por
amor de su nombre. Aunque ande en
valle de sombra de muerte no temere
mal alguno, porque tu estaras
conmigo. Tu vara y Tu cayado me
infundiran aliento Aderezaras mesa
delante de mi en presencia de mis
agustiadores. Ungiste mi cabeza con
aceite mi copa esta rebosando.
Ciertamente el bien y la misericordia
me sequiran todos los dias de mi vida.
Y en casa de Jehova morare por largos
dias.
The Lord’s Prayer
Our Father, Who art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come; Thy will be
done on earth as it is in
heaven. Give us this day our daily
bread. And forgive us our trespass-
es, as we forgive those who tres-
pass against us. And lead us not
into temptation, but deliver us
from evil. For Thine is the king-
dom, and the power, and the glory,
for ever and ever.
Amen.
For A Moment
For a moment, a sunset glows,
then, fades into night.
Though brief was its beauty,
the memory still lives on...
...you do not forget
For a moment,
a flower blooms into its glory,
then, quickly withers away.
Though brief was its beauty,
the memory still lives on...
...you do not forget
For a moment,
a rainbow bursts from the clouds,
then, melts into the sky.
Though brief was its beauty,
the memory still lives on...
...you do not forget
For a moment,
a shooting star radiates with light,
then, trails into darkness.
Though brief was its beauty,
the memory still lives on...
...you do not forget
For a moment, I was with you,
then, too soon, I was taken away.
Though brief was our time together,
my memory still lives on...
...you do not forget
The Bridge
Listen as my footsteps fall
upon this long and weary bridge...
this bridge of joy, happiness and peace,
this bridge of sorrow, regret and grief.
One step at a time, ever slowly moving
upon this long and weary bridge...
this bridge of joy, happiness and peace,
this bridge of sorrow, regret and grief.
This bridge I walk is but a path,
ever treading to its end...
this bridge of joy, happiness and peace,
this bridge of sorrow, regret and grief.
Yet up ahead, I think I behold
at the end of this long and weary bridge...
this bridge of joy, happiness and peace,
this bridge of sorrow, regret and grief.
Yes, I see unending days and fields of green
at the end of this long and weary bridge...
this bridge of joy, happiness and peace,
this bridge of sorrow, regret and grief.
Listen as my footsteps cease
upon this long and weary bridge...
no more sorrow, regret or grief,
now, only joy, happiness and peace.
The Pathway Home
As I walk the pathway home,
Do not shed a single tear,
Nor carry the burden of bitter woe.
Pity me not, for I journey home
amid the pathway of flowers in bloom.
As I walk the pathway home,
Do not dwell on my troubles and strife.
My load is lifted; my pain is gone.
Do not remember my darkest days,
But look to the garden where
I shall soon roam.
As I walk the pathway home,
The road is now easy, The garden I behold.
It calls me home and I must travel on.
So, do not be sad, but rejoice,
The pathway I now walk leads me home.
The Rose
Though the rose may wither,
it shall one day bloom again.
Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken
in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
I Thought About You With Love Today.
I thought of you with love today,
but that is nothing new
I thought about you yesterday
and days before that too,
I think of you in silence,
I often speak your name
All I have are memories
and your picture in a frame
Your memory is my keepsake
with which I’ll never part
God has you in His keeping,
I have you in my heart.