b'Messenger Verse Library PO Mother of God; Mary Immaculate, weDown a narrow hidden path Oeudri cLaatde ya nodftchoen sMeicrraacteu loouurss eMlveedsa tloyouSoeuagchetf uolu Rt ebtyr Weaits dom\'s eye, dunder the title of Our Lady of theA peaceful place of refuge calls Miraculous Medal. May this medal beTo come rest awhile beside. for each of us a sure sign of your affection for us and a constant reminderListen to the waters of our duties toward you.Falling over mountains steep, Even while wearing it, may we be blessed To gently flow for endless days by your loving protection and preserved Through eternity\'s retreat. in the grace of your Son, O most powerful virgin, Mother of our Savior keep usAnd on the far horizon close to you every moment of our lives.Of the never setting sun, Obtain for us, your children, the grace ofThe harvest of the whitened wheat a happy death; so that in union with you,Is very nearly done. we may enjoy the bliss of heaven forever, AmenAs work on earth comes to a close P Peace will be complete, Surrounded by the beauty The time has come for meOf eternity\'s retreat. toa luelasv eS ethciosn lidfe L. etter to Timothy Sherrie Bradley Neal I have fought the good fight. I have finished the race. I have kept the faith.I have lived in sight of the ocean, Now there is in store for mePehaecreef tuhle S whoatreers runs into land. wa crown of righteousnessI have walked on the beach in the which the Lord, the righteous judge, morning, and left my tracks in the sand. will award me on that day.But musical waves have been calling- II Timothy 4:6-7and the ocean is so wide and vast, that Ive struck for the silver horizonWhen peace like a river attendeth my way;and put out to sea at last. Pehaecne s Loirkreo wa sR liivkee rs e(Iatbisil lWowelslrWolilt; h My Soul) wwhatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,Perhaps you sent a lovely card, "It is well, it is well with my soul.Per rshata pqus iyeotluysine na tch air. OPerhaps you sent a funeral spray, And Lord, haste the day If so we saw it there. when our faith shall be sight,Perhaps you spoke the kindest words, the clouds be rolled back as a scroll;As only friends could say; the trumpet shall sound Perhaps you were not there at all, and the Lord shall descend;Just thought of us that day. even so, it is well with my soul.Whatever you did to console our hearts, We thank you so much whatever the part. By the family of2/3/2021 Page 35 of 60Back to Table of Contents'