All Souls Night by Loreena McKennitt
giver of blessing to hungry and hated,
overturned of ordered tables
of friendship and enmity:
teach us a new way of being
that we may do to others
as we would have them do to us;
The Transmigration of Souls
by Deborah Digges
by Paul Celan
Seminated the night, as though
there could be others, more nocturnal than
Bird flight, stone flight, a thousand
described routes. Glances
purloined and plucked. The sea,
tasted, drunk away, dreamed away. An hour
soul-eclipsed. The next, an autumn light,
offered up to a blind
feeling which came that way. Others, many,
with no place but their own heavet centres; glimpsed and
black, full of language; named
after an oath which silence annulled.
And once (when? that too is forgotten):
felt the barb
where my pulse dared the counter-beat.
Jesus raised his eyes to his disciples and said:
“Happy are you who are poor,
because God’s kindom is yours.
Happy are you who hunger now,
because you will be satisfied.
Happy are you who weep now,
because you will laugh.
Happy are you when people hate you, reject you, insult you, and condemn your name as evil because of the Human One. Rejoice when that happens! Leap for joy because you have a great reward in heaven. Their ancestors did the same things to the prophets.
But how terrible for you who are rich,
because you have already received your comfort.
How terrible for you who have plenty now,
because you will be hungry.
How terrible for you who laugh now,
because you will mourn and weep.
How terrible for you when all speak well of you.
Their ancestors did the same things to the false prophets.”
“But I say to you who are willing to hear: Love your enemies. Do good to those who hate you. Bless those who curse you. Pray for those who mistreat you. If someone slaps you on the cheek, offer the other one as well. If someone takes your coat, don’t withhold your shirt either. Give to everyone who asks and don’t demand your things back from those who take them. Treat people in the same way that you want them to treat you.”
Gospel Reading 2
When Jesus saw the crowds, he went up the mountain; and after he sat down, his disciples came to him. Then he began to speak, and taught them, saying:
‘Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kindom of heaven.
‘Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
‘Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
‘Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
‘Blessed are the merciful, for they will receive mercy.
‘Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
‘Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.
‘Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the kindom of heaven.
‘Blessed are you when people revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely on my account. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.
Gospel Reading 3
“Everyone whom God gives to me will come to me, and I won’t send away anyone who comes to me. I have come down from heaven not to do my will, but the will of the One who sent me. This is the will of the One who sent me, that I won’t lose anything that has been given me, but I will raise it up at the last day. This is God’s will: that all who see the Holy Child and believe in him will have eternal life, and I will raise them up at the last day.”
Gospel Reading 4
“I assure you that whoever hears my word and believes in the One who sent me has eternal life and won’t come under judgment but has passed from death into life.”
“I assure you that the time is coming—and is here!—when the dead will hear the voice of God’s Child, and those who hear it will live. Just as Abba God has life, so the Holy Child has been granted to have life in himself. God gives the Holy Child authority to judge, because he is the Human One.”
Who’s Gonna Save my Soul by Gnarls Barkley
God, filled with mercy,
dwelling in the heavens’ heights,
bring proper rest beneath the wings of your Shechinah,
amid the ranks of the holy and the pure,
illuminating like the brilliance of the skies
the souls of our beloved and our blameless
who went to their eternal place of rest.
May You who are the source of mercy
shelter them beneath Your wings eternally,
and bind their souls among the living,
that they may rest in peace.
And let us say: Amen.
The Lord’s Prayer
infused throughout all existence,
we honour you with many names.
Your realm is within the human heart.
We accept life for all that it can be,
on earth as throughout all creation.
May we continue to draw sustenance from this earth,
and may we receive forgiveness equal to our own.
May we ever move from separation toward union,
to live in grace, with love in our hearts, forever and ever.
Souls of the Departed by Bruce Springsteen
May God’s joy be in our hearts
and God’s love surround our living.
Each day and night and
wherever we roam,
may we know God’s presence.
In growing and learning,
in joy and sorrow,
in beginnings and endings,
may God keep us and bless us
all the days of our lives.
May the blessing of God – the Beginning, the End, and the Everlasting,
be with us and remain with us always. Amen.