Like reflections of your mind, my love, my life, Are the words I try to find, my love, my life, But I know I don’t possess you, With all my heart, God bless you, You are still my love and my life. – ABBA, Benny Andersson
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Take My Whole Life Too
Like a river flows, Surely to the sea, Darling, so it goes, Some things are meant to be. Take my hand. Take my whole life too. For I can’t help falling in love with you. – Can’t Help Falling in Love, Elvis Presley
Then Sings My Soul
When through the woods, and forest glades I wander, And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur, And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee. – How Great Thou Art, Carl Boberg
You Talk and I’ll Listen
It won’t be the same, I say, not being able to hear you talk. “Ah, talk . . . ” He closes his eyes and smiles. “Tell you what. After I’m dead, you talk. And I’ll listen.” – Tuesdays with Morrie, Mitch Albom
Out to the Windy Beach
Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, Far past the frozen leaves, The haunted frightened trees, Out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. – Mr. Tambourine Man, Bob Dylan
Forethought of Grief
And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free. – The Peace of Wild Things, Wendell Berry
It Is Well
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say It is well, it is well with my soul. – Horatio Spafford
Good Morning
Here, on the pulse of this new day You may have the grace to look up and out And into your sister’s eyes, and into Your brother’s face…And say simply Very simply With hope — Good morning. – Maya Angelou
A Beam in Darkness
We have but faith: we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we trust it comes from thee, A beam in darkness: let it grow. – In Memoriam, Alfred, Lord Tennyson
For the Joy
For the joy of human love, brother, sister, parent, child, friends on earth, and friends above, for all gentle thoughts and mild. – For the Beauty of the Earth, Folliott S. Pierpoint