O Lord of Life, whose power sustains
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O Lord of Life, whose power sustains The world unseen no less than this – One family in him who reigns, Triumphant over death, in bliss; To thee with thankfulness we pray For all our valiant dead today. As nature's healing through the years Reclothes the stricken battlefields; So mercy gives us joy for tears, And grief to proud remembrance yields, And mindful hearts are glad to keep A tryst of love with them that sleep. Not names engraved in marble make The best memorials of the dead, But burdens shouldered for their sake And tasks completed in their stead; A braver faith and stronger prayers, Devouter worship, nobler cares. O help us in the silence, Lord, To hear the whispered call of love, And day by day thy strength afford Our work to do, our faith to prove. So be thy blessing richly shed On our communion with our dead. |
O Vitae Domine Deus, nos haud visosque sustinens quos unum reddidit genus Rex victa morte gestiens, oramus te cum gratiis pro nostris bene mortuis. Ut agrum marte perditum resumit postea seges, mutamus fletu gaudium pulso dolore memores, amatis et concurrimus laetantes dormientibus. Inscripto marmore minus memoriae consulitur quam coepta si suscipimus officioque fungimur; crescat fides, sit prex potens, et curet altiora mens. Fac audiatur, Domine, susurrans tacitis amor, tuaque vi cotidie fides probetur et labor; beetur et nutu tuo cum mortuis communio. |