Dean and I feel especially sad for Frances' husband George (they just got married 3 months ago). His son was at the funeral, and apparently it's the first they've seen each other in years.
Friday, February 01, 2008
Frances' funeral
Dean and I feel especially sad for Frances' husband George (they just got married 3 months ago). His son was at the funeral, and apparently it's the first they've seen each other in years.
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A soloist sang "My Jesus I Love Thee" at my mother's funeral. A couple of weeks ago we sang it at church, and I wept all over again. It was the story of my mother's life.
My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;
For Thee all the follies of sin I resign.
My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
I love Thee because Thou has first loved me,
And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree.
I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
I’ll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,
And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath;
And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright;
I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
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