


At
day’s end, I think of my
friend.
As
I quietly lie upon my bed,
I
think of the many inspiring
words she has said.
The
Angel came and in death took
her away
Oh,
how I do miss her today.

Many
years ago, I prayed for a
friend.
God
interceded and a jewel, He
did send.
She
brought so much joy and
laughter you see.
This
special Sister, God sent her
to me.
Now
she is gone, in Heaven she
shall be.

An
inspiration has gone from my
day,
Such
wisdom she left will never
fade away.
Simplicity
was her heart and her song,
Having
so much virtue as she trod
along.

Calling
ministers for the sick,
was
her gift,
When
God intervened, Oh what a
lift!
With
great joy she then would
call and say,
“Are
you feeling better? I had
you prayed for today.”

Giving
presents and shopping gave her exceedingly joy.
Wrapping
her gifts, and giving God
glory.
Her
shopping has ceased, the
day’s at an end,
I
will always savor precious
moments with my friend.

Her
pain is all gone, no more
worry in her heart.
The
peace she is feeling is only
the start.
Many
years she has awaited for
this spiritual time to come,
She
has seen the glory of Jesus,
her race is won.

No
more struggle to climb the
hill,
Her
mansion is waiting by
God’s own will.
Sleep
on Sister, enjoy your rest,
By
having known you, I feel so
Blessed.

Your
children and grandchildren
will cope today,
They
can trust in one that has
promised to make a way.
He
is a present help in time of
need.
They
will remember all the years,
you’ve sowed His seed.

Your
strength is instilled into
each and every one,
The
love you gave will carry on
till life is gone.
Yes,
at day’s end... I’ll
think of you,
How
God gave me a friend that
was so true!
In
loving memory of Sister
Bertha Scott
Danna
Robinette
Sept
2002
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Artwork:
Countess Brownlow by
Sir Frederick Leighton
Quote:
"The music in my heart I bore,
long after it was heard no more. "
~Wordsworth
Music: Skibreen
Traditional Irish Folktune
Sequenced by Barry Taylor
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