Bereavement verses and quotes can be used at a funeral or memorial service. Bereavement verses can be very helpful in ministering to our heart and soul.
Following is just a small sampling of what is written on grief by people over the ages.
“There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love – the only survival, the only meaning.”
I shall not live ‘till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the Dawn has come.
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
-Attributed to an Aged Astronomer
We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so at the moment after death.
They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it. Death cannot kill what never dies, nor can spirits ever be divided that love and live in the same divine principle.
It is impossible that anything so natural, so necessary, and so universal as death should ever have been designed by Providence as an evil to mankind.
Many a life has been injured by the constant expectation of death. It is life we have to do with, not death. The best preparation for the night is to work diligently while the day lasts. The best preparation for death is life.
We do not believe in immortality because we have proved it, but we forever try to prove it because we believe it.
God shall be my hope, My stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.
When it is dark enough, men see the stars
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
These bereavement verses below are longer, but still worth adding.
And you must never think of death being sent as punishment, for even if it comes in this cruel, inhuman way, GOD did not send it. Violence is only the product of man, for GOD gives us all a choice. But the majority of mankind prefers to live in a violent world of sex, sin, speed, greed and ungodliness. It was man himself who changed all GOD’S plans, and now GOD’S CHILDREN are the innocent victims of sinful mankind.
-Helen Steiner Rice
Not by lamentations and mournful chants ought we to celebrate the funeral of a good man, but by hymns; for, in ceasing to be numbered with mortals, he enters upon the heritage of a diviner life. Since he is gone where he feels no pain, let us not indulge in too much grief. The soul is incapable of death. And he, like a bird not long enough in his cage to become attached to it, is free to fly away to a purer air…. Since we cherish a trust like this, let our outward actions be in accord with it, and let us keep our hearts pure and our minds calm.
I have thought much lately of the possibility of my leaving you all and going home. I am come to that stage of my pilgrimage that is within sight of the River of Death, and I feel that now I must have all in readiness day and night for the messenger of the King. I have had sometimes in my sleep strange perceptions of a vivid spiritual life near to and with Christ, and multitudes of holy ones, and the joy of it is like no other joy – it cannot be told in the language of the world. What I have then I know with absolute certainty, yet it is so unlike and above anything we conceive of in this world that it is difficult to put it into words. The inconceivable loveliness of Christ! It seems that about him there is a sphere where the enthusiasm of love is the calm habit of the soul, we respond to the Infinite Love, and we feel his answer in us, and there is no need of words. All seemed to be busy coming and going on ministries of good, and passing each gave a thrill of joy to each as Jesus, the directing soul,the centre of all, “over all, in all and through all,” as working his beautiful and merciful will to redeem and save. I was saying as I woke:- “’Tis joy enough, my all in all At Thy dear feet to lay.” This was but a glimpse; but it has left a strange sweetness in my mind.
-Harriet Beecher Stowe
As a personal experience, none of my own ever surpassed in moving power that beautiful and dramatic scene which, though it lies years back in the moonlit land of the past and memory, is vividly alive to me now. It happened at sunrise, and it was of a sunrise. One dearer to me than all else in life had, for days, lain helpless, speechless. Consciousness was gone. We knew that the mortal mists were fast gathering; that the irremediable river must soon be crossed. The last morning of our watching was misty; the day emerged so wanly that we hardly knew that it had come. Suddenly the one we loved so dearly sat up in bed, a strange light on her face of a happiness past all our mortal joy. She stretched abroad her arms, crying in the radiant abandon of spiritual certainty, “The Dawn! The beautiful Dawn!” Those were her dying words – glad, triumphant. And for me they hold the eternal promise of the sunrise. They glow with immortality. In every sense, our mortal dawn that day was anything but beautiful; but she saw the beginning of an immortal day. Believing in a God of infinite love and of infinite power, I find it natural to believe that death is not a disastrous sundown but rather a spiritual sunrise, ushering in the unconjectured splendors of immortality.… Sunrise suggests to me not only the power of God grandly to continue what He has begun, but it also conveys the reassurance of the Creator’s love returning to us daily, bringing joy, and forgiveness; and to any reflective heart it intimates that no night is final; for, since with God all things are possible, His almighty love has, I confidently believe, prepared for us a radiant future beyond the sundown of death. And if I meditate but momentarily upon what He has done and upon what He does do, confidence in immortality is natural, reasonable, and to my way of believing, to be counted upon as infallible as the sunrise.
There is much to ponder in the words of these bereavement verses.
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