Jesus and Mary – I am near to death,
And You are calling me; I know it now.
I am going, so pray for me dear friends for I have not strength to pray.
I hear no more the busy beat of time
someone has me fast within his ample palm . . .
a uniform and gentle pressure tells me I am not self moving,
but I am carried forward on my way.
God’s angel comes to guide and guard; saying
‘Your work is done, your task is o’er,
and so I come, taking you home, God bless you, for evermore.’
Softly and gently, dearly ransomed soul
in my most loving arms I now enfold thee.
Angels to whom the willing task is given, shall tend, and nurse,
and lull thee, where you lie;
and Masses on the earth and prayers in heaven,
shall aid thee at the Throne of the most High.
Farewell, but not forever!
be brave and patient on thy bed of sorrow;
swiftly shall pass thy night of trial here,
and I will come and wake thee on the morrow. Farewell. Farewell.
Matthew 6:25, 31-34
Trust in Providence
That is why I am telling you not to worry about your life and what you are to eat: nor about your body and how you are to clother it. Surely life means more than food, and the body more than clothing? Can any of you, for all his worrying, add one single cubit to his span of life?