A Prayer In A Country Cemetery

Dear Lord, here lie in their last rest,

the boys and girls,

the men and women that worked on the land.

They knew the meaning of hard work.

They knew the joy and peace that is the product of labour.

Now we trust they know the peace and happiness

of everlasting life with You.

They watched the sun rise often,

winter and summer,

over these hills and fields.

They worked hard by its light,

and turned willingly to their rest at its setting.

Now they walk in the light of a Sun

that knows no setting.

Lord, if they are still in the waiting room of heaven,

in purgatory,

bring them speedily to the light of Your peace

and the happiness of Your presence.

These men and women all their lives long

laboured to supply the food and drink necessary

to sustain human life.

Now, or soon,

they enjoy in all its fullness the life that You, Lord,

came down to earth to give men,

and to give more abundantly.

Dear Lord, bless us who labour now in the fields and hills

where these dear dead have worked.

Grant that we may remember them with charity and kindness,

walking reverently in the ways that they have left behind them.

Grant, too, that we may finally meet these men and women,

these boys and girls,

in the eternal mansions that You are even now preparing for us.

Amen.