This is the weekend we recall
those ones who touched our lives
who closed their weary eyes and ceased to breathe.
We miss the way they made us feel.
We miss their smile and voice.
This weekend mem'ries beckon us to grieve.
These "saints" (though far from perfect)
left their footprints in our hearts.
They sanctified our lives and showed us grace.
We miss the way they ran toward peace.
We miss their quiet faith.
This weekend mem'ries call to mind each face.
Our parents and our siblings, too,
our children, neighbors, friends,
and all who've left us through the door of death.
We miss the way God used them all.
We miss their presence so.
This weekend mem'ries help us catch our breath.
"For all the saints who from their labors rest,
Who Thee by faith before the world confessed,
Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blessed. Alleluia, Alleluia..."