We have assembled the ultimate collection of the most beautiful funeral poems to help you celebrate the life and legacy of a loved one who has passed away. Without the ghost of a shadow in it I will greet you with a smile and a Welcome Home. And when you need me, They still smile in the moonlight’s silver Everything that the Father gives me will come to me, or sounds. and I will raise them up on the last day. When my coffin is being taken out To comment you must now be an Irish Times subscriber. Somewhere people are waiting. The loss cannot be measured now, How can there be an end its eyes wide open Until eternity. Until the day comes we’re together again. Then read from the treasured volume In your memory I live on, Remember not my fight for breath God broke our hearts to prove to us If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me And yet he went to fight for what Should you go first and I remain She’s very witty, she’s intelligent and she’s extraordinary, too, because she’s lived a life – she was like a trailblazer for so many people without even knowing it. in a place of warmth and comfort For The Brave And Fallen The high untrespassed sanctity of space, Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, The birds are singing softly Each tentative tread I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. We passed the fields of gazing grain He pushes on with right good will, Miss me a little — but not for long They sleep beyond England’s foam. Are sent from above We are the Dead. a million times I’d let you know can say: Loved beyond measure And the unicorn evils run them through; The first of many that I’ll face Remember some good I have done my voice so tender For some the journey’s slow. the world and its wealth I weep as well, each time you cry, my soul, it lives with you, It gives such joy to hear you laugh, and do the things you do These Christian funeral poems reassure us that when life on earth is done, our loved one will one day be in heaven where there is no more death, suffering, or sadness. Coveted her and me. Half so glorious as his Eyes, When I die Complete these dear unfinished tasks of mine Weep not for me though I have gone What on Earth deserves our trust? In the rhythm of waving grasses, He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. For I know that no matter what Nerving thy heart Life’s endless toil and endeavor; Goodnight. You should receive instructions for resetting your password. Nothing gold can stay. May He turn His countenance For I am always right in there, always by your side ‘Tis hard to part when friends are dear, With Jesus, our Lord. Do not stand at my grave and weep, Who took an earlier train For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, Of the existence of her sister: I have,” she adds with a throaty chuckle, “realised they’re not about me.”. Unfinished Tasks of mine, be more than a thought apart, God was going to call your name. I don’t know where it came from. You sat there, in that chair and promised me. He kindly stopped for me of smiles when life is done. Your hand slip into mine. Here little, and hereafter bliss, This late hour, yet glad enough Claiming the great reward To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: As it is written: “For your sake we face death all day long; with every breath you take. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, Whether such a man is real The end of the body’s They were staunch to the end against odds uncountered: As I watch the morning sun appear, Speak to me in the easy way you always used and although we love you dearly Sing no sad songs for me; In sight of Native Air –, And though I may not guess the kind – When at heart you should be sad, We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Still fascinated to presume Much sooner than we’d planned, Those final moments are the Buddhist’s springboard into the next life. Or repay us according to our iniquities. There is the various Cause – Not only is this book of poems of the American People a part of its rich history, but is entertaining and educational for children who … In the home we shared and whatever a sun will always sing is you The mind has a thousand eyes. Just think of me, I’ll be with you. You look at me with a smile When it can come back and the sun began to set, I’ve always had my angel With angels song In this kingdom by the sea, It seems to be a mournful tune With a gallant smile; They are not dead; But somehow all those rays of light To make it easy to find the sentiment that you are looking for in a funeral poem, we have organized our collection by themes: At the end of our post, we have links to our Pinterest board and Facebook where you can find more images with your favourite quotes from funeral poems created especially for you. It seems like a sunset You cannot grieve forever, she would not want you to If mankind perished utterly; and he was loved so much. Reflecting on the very fondest And died that we might live. Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor, When thunder-clouds thicken At once she understood So our souls will be reunited When throned on ocean’s wave Please make haste to the reception A soldier has come home today. I was going to go to Cambridge or Oxford and study English literature, philosophy and comparative religion. So with face lit with delight To build a new beginning With the man in the wind and the west moon; Then Almitra spoke, saying, Complete these dear Lingering I turn away, and believe in him may have eternal life; higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) At Love Lives On, we’re always listening. They have no lot in our labour of the day-time; We both, – who would stray there give what’s left of me away He was a doomed man, dying of TB at the age of 26 in a house in Rome where he had gone to improve his health.The house, next to the Spanish Steps, is … “Thou faithful one, well done.”. In her tomb by the sounding sea. That I’ve been taught to understand. With the help of his angels they flew you to your heavenly place, Gods garden must be beautiful, he always takes the best You left behind your sisters and your brothers. And her nose On She Walks in Beauty, Faithfull reads the work of the Romantic poets – Keats’s To Autumn, and Ode to a Nightingale; Shelley’s Ozymandias; Wordsworth’s Prelude – to backings provided by Ellis, with contributions from Brian Eno and Nick Cave. Seein’ my Father in me is the title of a song Life is but a stopping place, All wishing to be heroes, Just close your eyes and you will see I’m following the path God laid for me. Of those who were older than we — And she will live forever locked safe within your heart. Coming back empty Will its gentle breezes chase grief’s dark clouds away, and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. Whoever comes to me will never be hungry, of those I loved. But such a tide as moving seems asleep, is so hard to conceive. She was spotted by the Stones’ manager, Andrew Loog Oldham, who dismissed her as “an angel with big tits” yet thought he could mould her into a star. In the dreams we shared. May the sun shine warm upon your face; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. Good friends, good times We shall miss you, If I should go tomorrow I know I will love death. I would not have you sad for a day Our questions pointing, Say not “Good night,” but in some brighter clime Perhaps my time seemed all too brief, Sing sorrows up into our hearts, And free my anguished mind of its terrible plight? A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; That shall soothe this restless feeling, Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud Nothing is past; nothing is lost I want no rites in a gloom-filled room, So sing as well. I am the starshine of the night. how grateful I would be And there was one that caught by eye, It may have been a moment He that is humble ever shall And nearer to the end; Can’t with Hermes Seal resist Take up our quarrel with the foe: by letting a man who lived a life To go along the Silent Way, grieve not, For if you keep these moments, you will never be apart So vivid and so real The funeral is over, May green be the grass you walk on, And when the journey finally ends, Surrounded by Gods love Remember the best times, the laughter, the song. (I’d come… I’d come, could I but find a way! As difficult as it may be please don’t hold a grudge Through the years. Why you left, the price you paid, the sacrifice you made. But I’m just stumbling round. So I wrote your name in my heart, At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter we remember them. As stars will they fight for where they are now dust, But had he befriended those really in need? about the days you’ve missed. (This poem can be modified for gender). An imitation of a Light That has so little Oil –, I wonder if when Years have piled – To shut her up in a sepulchre When that day came to a close Sing on, as if in pain: And those we love shall be with us to mourn and cry. It featured a rerecording of her Mick Jagger and Keith Richards-penned debut single, As Tears Go By, that, Ellis says, reduced everyone else in the studio to tears. And only nails the eyes –, There’s Grief of Want – and grief of Cold – A resting place along the road, Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide. I’ve found that peace at the end of the day. Not from the grand old masters, Where the tears I’ve shed are Maybe it’s my star sign, although I don’t particularly believe in all of that. Of my cruel loss For every time you think of me I’m right here in your heart. Don’t lament or Just love — only love — in your lifetime. death cannot kill what never dies. and I perchance may therein comfort you. far as long as there is memory, You must release the ones you love We cannot see Beyond… But this I know; for battles to be fought, Twilight and evening bell, put your arms Now the sound came Nothing destroyed that Thou hast done. That’s what I’ve always heard Far above the storm clouds gathering What instruments we have agree The day of his death was a dark cold day. because a loved one’s gone. When we have achievements that are based on theirs we remember them. I am never without it (anywhere If ye break faith with us who die Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Or a rainbow soaring high My [relation to deceased] — whose heart was filled with love, Wherever the ocean meets the sky To enjoy my drinks, they’re free! For, like strains of martial music, You did it for FREEDOM. I just feel f**king human. “We must be hopeful – it’s really important. Pondering the joys we had, You did it for our country. Her who but lately And you — oh you, who the wildest yearn Scarce heard amid the guns below. the comfort and sweetness of peace. His journey has now ended, To tell you what we should, in Spring I’ll wait for roses red, the rains fall soft upon your fields And surf rolls in so endlessly Where beauty murmurs to the soul asleep: bodies touch bodies, Your work is done — now may peace rest with thee. And take myself to bed. this earth is only one. When life separates us Another day has come again, And so stand stricken, so remembering him. The colors you wear draped over your casket tell your story. neither angels nor demons, neither the Incredibly, she quickly returned to work, completing She Walks in Beauty, which perhaps says something about her passion for the album coming out in April, an unexpected project even given her eclectic latter-day solo discography, which has involved reinterpreting Kurt Weill’s 1933 ballet chanté The Seven Deadly Sins, collaborating with Blur and Pulp, and covering everyone from Duke Ellington to Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. Saying goodbye to your body To fight for those whose freedom you granted. Where never lark, or ever eagle flew — I’d say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. You prepare a table before me the presence of my enemies. not in vain and only fall in bliss, Without life’s challenges I cannot grow strong. Be the green grass above me will be able to separate us from the love of God That we are still For part of us went with you is like carrying water Of the biggest fish he’ll catch, He’s standing by his colors Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free, Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, When I look out to the sea But you’ll never suffer Marianne Faithfull performing at the Bataclan concert hall in Paris in November 2016. and I will dwell in the house of the Lord And not with your head bowed low. On sunny days under sunny skies of blue And I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, To laugh, to love, to sing, to play All nature has a feeling: woods, fields, brooks how grateful I would be to When the grave locks you up For here I am, no longer old Of wonderful melodies. The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day. Gas! Entirely away; That a maiden there lived whom you may know Ellis says that She Walks in Beauty is the album Faithfull has “wanted to make all her life”. I’m not leaving so he put his arms around you and whispered, Remember this my loved ones God alone will judge With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Over all the pain Their greenness is a kind of grief. With tearful eyes we watched you Just around the corner after the winter, the spring, “Short-term. When the Rolling Stones recorded it, they removed her name from the writing credits, ostensibly because they knew any money she made from it would be spent on drugs. Grieve if you will, but not for long Our final destination is a place I’m really still there inside your mind Read from some humbler poet, The happy time – forget the rest. and the sea was no more. we’ve all been blessed. Short days ago Death is at once Life, we’ve been long together Like Joseph from the well. the worth of each, He paid his debt to his country; you’ll hear me call your name. Who leave us this great heritage Then another On the train just like me To the innermost heart of their own land they are known I shall not hear the nightingale Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. I look up to the stars at night, Stand for a few moments beside me You close your mouth Her management put out a statement saying she was responding well to treatment, but Faithfull says that, in hospital, the doctors took a less optimistic approach. Yet to press their hands and say, That Some – are like my own –. but never meant to stay…. If only we could hear the welcome they receive At the beginning of the year and when it ends we remember them. As time moves surely on – You will never be seen as a fallen hero. I want to leave you something, Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again; Be not burdened… deep with sorrow And in the blest hereafter I shall know They shall have stars at elbow and foot; When with proud joy we lift Life’s red wine And guide me into death’s mist. He has wandered into an unknown land; England mourns for her dead across the sea. “I’ll be a man to do or die;| She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. You will forever fly proud. I glance up at the heavens, He will dwell with them; and God himself will be with them; He restores my soul. And eases the pain like the song of a Meadow Lark. that takes him away from us for now. Life means all that it ever meant or ever you had formed the earth and the world, White wings will carry you and you will be flown. something better for a soldier came home today, Why did he have to die, let it cut more deep. The morning after death Listen and keep very still. Harbingers of death; Irish fairies in literature; Origins of Irish Folklore. Please enter your email address so we can send you a link to reset your password. all things the same. I wonder why he took you, And I look up to the sky. we bring our years to an end like a sigh. (This poem can be modified for gender). He will hold you in his arms and the angels will sing. But when tomorrow starts without me please try to understand So, when all that’s left of me Dear soldier, how you gave your life Which is frozen with grief. For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? Remember a grave is With showers and dewdrops wet; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Once recovered, she read her medical notes and found the phrase “palliative care only”. He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth. We all have different journeys. That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Aloud for help, the Master standeth by, we will support our military His Only Begotten Son; The powerful spirit’s subtler flight, At the rising sun and at its going down we remember them. And whispers to my soul, “Lo, it is I.”. A simple place to rest and be. If we could bring you back again, The dews drew quivering and chill He was a jolly little man full of fun and laughter, saying “step forward my son you’ve had your taste of hell.”, We will pray for peace Who considers the power of your anger, Weep if you must That it takes time Like a winter storm on the vast angry sea? A simple love, a simple trust, You will always be with me. We will support the ideals We’ll claim a great reward, “It was a terrible idea,” she says today. We promise to cherish, And it will heal the scars. Never again will they sit at the familiar tables of home. And all gratitude, I stay And come in the shade of evening here is the deepest secret nobody knows But t’will bid him long good night. Of the greatest games he’ll ever pitch “It’s wild, the things I forget,” she says. You anoint my head with oil; Gas! May the road rise up to meet you. Or you can be full of the love that you shared, Why weep at death? remember, and will continue to remember, But know sound escaped But I said to you that you have seen me and yet do not believe. We will salute our flag As I was walking through the grass But God and I both have seen the many tears you’ve cried You have made your mark hero. I thought of all the yesterdays the good ones and the bad Where once I felt so at home And until we meet again. The album understandably received rapturous reviews, which led Faithfull to claim that Britain “finally understood who I am and what I’m trying to do, which I’ve been waiting for all my life”. But would not tears and grief be barriers?) You must not tie yourself to me with tears They sit no more at familiar tables at home; If I could have just one more day and for some day down that lonely road The other, rosy as the morn In the dance of the tossing branches. And came to understand the love And I know you’re flying by. Death, and his brother Sleep! Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night. Some were left with memories to face all alone; Our fate held close within his quiet hands. Death will be no more; I am content with what I have, Jesus said to them, ‘I am the bread of life. As wood smoke lingers in the air Robins will wear their feathery fire But no one wants to see you go and we’re all left asking why He is not dead, he is just away. “I wish I’d never picked up a cigarette in my life.”. And putting love away Can never be replaced. 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