1 Corinthians 15:51-57:

Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: ‘Death has been swallowed up in victory.’ ‘Where, O Death, has your victory gone? Where, O Death, is your sting?’ The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

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This passage from 1 Corinthians speaks of a mystery: that not everyone will die, but all will be changed. At the last trumpet, the dead will be raised imperishable, and the living will also be transformed, as the perishable is clothed with the imperishable and the mortal with immortality. This transformation signifies victory over death, whose sting is sin and whose power is the law, with thanks given to God for the victory through Jesus Christ.

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The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Think of me as one at rest,
For me, no need to weep,
I have no pain, no troubled thoughts,
For I am just at peace.

The living, thinking me that was,
is now forever still,
And life goes on without me,
as time forever will.

If your heart is heavy now,
because I’ve gone away,
Dwell not long upon it friend,
for none of us can stay.

To those friends who liked me,
I sincerely thank you all,
and those of you that loved me,
well, I thank you most of all.

For in my fleeting lifespan,
as time went rushing by
I found some time to hesitate,
to laugh, to love, to cry.

It matters not when time began,
or if time will ever cease
For I was here, I used it all
and now I am at peace.
Still a Soldier

I lay here today

I know some Don’t understand

I will try to explain it

The soldier and the man

I served my country

For many a year

I retired long ago

But the soldiers still here

I put on my uniform

I wore it to foreign lands

The soldier I was

Is still the man

I have been a good man

And a friend to many here today

But I’ve been a soldier all along

Even after so many years

And so my final salute

I render today

I’m still a proud soldier

I’m just on my way

Rest in peace soldier !
A Mum is one of life’s best gifts,
Someone to treasure all life through,
She’s caring and loving,
Thoughtful and true,
Someone who is always a special part of your life,
Someone who holds a prime place in your heart,
She’s a mentor, a confident and also a friend,
Someone on whose love you can depend.
A mum always has your best interests at heart,
She’s someone so dear and so good,
She’s a blessing, she’s a gift,
She’s a treasure like no other,
She’s someone that is truly wonderful.
Wherever you go, and whatever you do,
A mum’s love will always see you through,
A mum is truly invaluable,
Indispensable and unforgettable.
I wouldn’t want anyone but you,
And that’s why I’m so grateful,
that life picked you for me.
If I should die, think only of me

That theres some corner of a foreign field

That is for ever England. There shall be

in that rich earth a richer dust concealed

A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware

Gave once her flowers to love, her ways to roam

A body of England’s breathing English air

Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home

And think, this heart, all evil shed away

A pulse in the eternal mind, no less

Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given

Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day

And laughter, learnt of friends, and gentleness

In hearts at peace, under an English heav

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