Prayers for Internment
We therefore commit his body to the deep, to be turned into corruption, looking for the resurrection of the body (when the sea shall give up her dead,) and the life of the world to come, through our Lord Jesus Christ; who at his coming shall change our vile body, that it may be like his glorious body, according to the mighty working whereby he is able to subdue all things unto himself.
- Common Prayer Book
Some Appropriate Verses
Just let us know you wishes and we will be happy to accommodate you in any manner we are able. Below are some simple poems/prayers that may be appropriate.
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 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 stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. - - Anonymous.
When I am gone, release me - let me go I have so many things to see and do.- You must not tie yourself to me with tears - Be happy that we had so many years- I gave you love, you can only guess how much you gave me in happiness - I thank you for the love each have shown but now it is time I traveled alone - So grieve awhile for me if grieve you must, - then let your grief be comforted by trust - It is only for a while that we must part so bless those memories within your heart.- I will not be far away, for life goes on. so if you need me, call and I will come. - Though you cannot see or touch me, I will be near - And if you listen with your heart, you will hear - All of my love around you, soft and clear.- Then when you must come this way alone, I will greet you with a smile and "welcome home"
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 into 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, and pray for me. Let my name be forever the same as it always was, let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it always was; there is absolutely unbroken continuity. I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. ··· All is well. -- Canon Scott Holland