Funeral Poems, Readings, Music, Quotations & Thoughts

St Anthony's Blessing

A very old Blessing, the words are said to have been given by St Francis of Assisi to St Anthony of Padua 800 years ago:

May the Lord bless you and take you into his keeping;
May He show you His countenance; and take pity on you;
May He turn His eyes towards you and give you His peace.

 

[March 2013] I put that in my blog in May 2012 but it seems I was mistaken. I don't know why it has become associated with St Anthony and St Francis but the words of the blessing are much older than 800 years. The blessing is the priestly blessing given in the Tora, and in the Authorised Version translated like this:

The LORD bless thee, and keep thee:
The LORD make his face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee:
The LORD lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee peace.

An Irish Lament

I was taking the funeral of an Irish woman recently and we were thinking of music which would reflect the Irish heritage that the family all wanted to remember. This is a tune which we didn't use, a wonderful calming piece for meditation, a song so beautiful in its sorrow that it is almost joyful. The Chieftans playing Women of Ireland.

 

Days of Wine & Roses

The phrase is well known, the poem not so much; in fact I have never seen it in any of the collections of funeral readings. The English poet Ernest Dowson died in 1900 at 32 years old. He was no stranger to loss and mourning. He leaves us this beautiful short piece:

Ernest Dowson

They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate;
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.

They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.

Calon Lân

The Welsh Soprano Katherine Jenkins said that this is the song that she would personally like to be played at her own funeral. She recorded it herself but this version is sung by Cerys Matthews accompanied by Fron Male Voice Choir. It's a stirring tune and a great favourite with the crowds at the Millenium Stadium when the Welsh Rugby team play.

The words in Welsh are:

Nid wy'n gofyn bywyd moethus,
Aur y byd na'i berlau mân:
Gofyn wyf am galon hapus,
Calon onest, calon lân.
Calon lân yn llawn daioni,
Tecach yw na'r lili dlos:
Dim ond calon lân all ganu
Canu'r dydd a chanu'r nos.
Pe dymunwn olud bydol,
Hedyn buan ganddo sydd;
Golud calon lân, rinweddol,
Yn dwyn bythol elw fydd.
(Chorus)
Hwyr a bore fy nymuniad
Gwyd i'r nef ar adain cân
Ar i Dduw, er mwyn fy Ngheidwad,
Roddi i mi galon lân.
(Chorus)

And in English

I don't ask for a luxurious life,
the world's gold or its fine pearls,
I ask for a happy heart,
an honest heart, a pure heart.
A pure heart full of goodness
Is fairer than the pretty lily,
None but a pure heart can sing,
Sing in the day and sing in the night.
If I wished for worldly wealth,
It would swiftly go to seed;
The riches of a virtuous, pure heart
Will bear eternal profit.
(Chorus)
Evening and morning, my wish
Rising to heaven on the wing of song
For God, for the sake of my Saviour,
To give me a pure heart.
(Chorus)

A Quantock Poem

Henry NewboltThe English poet Henry Newbolt loved Somerset and the Quantock Hills where he had a house at Aisholt. He lived there from 1927 and referred to Aisholt as 'that beloved valley'

He wrote the following little-known short elegy titled "Mors Janua"

Pilgrim, no shrine is here, no prison, no inn:
Thy fear and thy belief alike are fond:
Death is a gate, and holds no room within:
Pass - to the road beyond.
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