He came to bring the Mourners Joy

And I heard a Voice from Heaven, saying unto me, Write, blessed are the Dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: yea, saith the Spirit, that they rest from their Labours; and their Works do follow them.

Blessed are the Ones who are Devout! you who come to God through Death. All the Trouble that holds you captive on Earth will bother you no more.

Here we live as if in a Prison; there is only Worry, Fear and Terror. What we know here can only be called Trouble and Heartache.

But you who have gone on are resting in your Chamber, Safe and Free from every Sorrow. No more Suffering nor Crosses to bear; nothing to hinder your Joy.

Christ wiped away all your Tears; you already have what we so strongly hope for. For you a Song will be sung which has never been heard down here Below.

Yes! who would not gladly leave this World and inherit Heaven? who would want to stay here any longer midst Pain and Sorrow?

Come, O Christ! come, and take away our Cross, set us Free. Take us with You, Lord, soon, so the Joy and Bliss of Heaven will fill our pious Souls. Amen.