I will lift up my eyes to the mountains;
From whence shall my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to slip;
He who keeps you will not slumber.
Behold, He who keeps Israel
Will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is your keeper;
The Lord is your shade on your right hand.
The sun will not smite you by day,
Nor the moon by night.
The Lord will protect you from all evil;
He will keep your soul.
The Lord will guard your going out and your coming in
From this time forth and forever.

Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good.
His love is everlasting
Come, let us praise God joyfully.
Let us come to him with thanksgiving.
For the good world; for things great and small, beautiful and awesome; for seen and unseen splendors.
Thank you God
Especially we thank you for your servant Pauline, for the gift of her life, for all in her that was good and kind
and faithful, and for the grace you gave her.
Thank you God
We celebrate the life of Pauline for she was held with deep affection by all of us. For
her love of family and friends, for her caring and generous ways, for her kind and gentle spirit.

The crackling flames rise skyward
     As the waving grass is burned,
But from the fire on the veldt
     A great truth can be learned...
For the green and living hillside
     Becomes a funeral pyre
As all the grass across the veldt
     Is swallowed by the fire...
What yesterday was living,
     Today is dead and still.
But soon a breathless miracle
     Takes place upon the hill...
For, from the blackened ruins
     There arises life anew
And scarlet Lilies lift their heads
     Where once the veldt grass grew...
And so again the mystery
     Of life and death is wrought,
And man can find assurance
     In this soul-inspiring thought,
That from a bed of ashes
     The fire lilies grew,
And from the ashes of our lives
     God resurrects us too.
    

by Helen Steiner Rice, published in Guideposts copyright 1975 by Fleming Revell Co.
The Story of the Fire Lily is from John 5:25...the dead shall hear the voice of the son of God: and they that hear shall live.

A MOTHER'S LOVE is like an island
     In life's ocean vast and wide
A peaceful, quiet shelter
     From the restless, rising tide..

A MOTHER'S LOVE is like a fortress
     And we seek protection there
When the waves of tribulation
     Seem to drown us in despair...

A MOTHER'S LOVE'S a sanctuary
     Where our souls can find sweet rest
From the struggle and the tension
     Of life's fast and futile quest...

A MOTHER'S LOVE is like a tower
     Rising far above the crowd.
And her smile is like the sunshine
     Breaking through a threatening cloud

A MOTHER'S LOVE is like a beacon
     Burning bright with FAITH and Prayer,
And through the changing scenes of life
     We can find a HAVEN THERE...

For A MOTHER'S LOVE is fashioned
     After God's enduring love,
It is endless and unfailing
     Like the love of HIM above...

For God knew in HIS great wisdom
     The HE couldn't be EVERYWHERE
So HE put HIS LITTLE CHILDREN
     In a LOVING MOTHER'S CARE.

by Helen Steiner Rice, published in Guideposts copyright 1975 by Fleming Revell Co.
A Mother's Love Is Like a Haven in the Storms of Life came from Proverbs 31:26-28.
She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.
She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.
Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.

In sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life,
Through our Lord Jesus Christ,
We commend to almighty God our sister Pauline,
And we commit her ashes to the ground.
Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord, says the Spirit.
They rest from their labors,
And their works follow them.

Prayer

O Lord, support us all the day long
Until the shadows lengthen
And the evening comes
And the busy world is hushed,
And the fever of life is over,
And our work is done.
Then, in your mercy,
Grant us a safe lodging,
And a holy rest,
And peace at the last;
Through Jesus Christ our Lord

Amen