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 mornings 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.
Earth to earth, dust to dust, ashes to ashes.
Words of Committal
Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and let the perpetual light shine on him. May he rest in peace.
Amen.
The Lord is my shepherd, there is nothing I want.
Fresh and green are the pastures where he gives me rest.
Near restful waters he leads me and revives my weary spirit.
Psalm 23