God is Love
O may I to the end of time
a Christians life pursue
happy to live prepared to die
and bid my babes adieu
For I have often troubled been
But I'll pray to be forgiven
And men have much tormented me
But I hope to rest in Heaven
If any person wish to hear
just come to me yoursel'
And I shall speak to you in fear
And I thee truth will tell
All things work together
for good to them that
love God.
The rhyming seems to get dropped towards the end. We'll never know why.
Here for your delectation is the full text as far as it is still visible:
Erected by Thomas Porteous, in memory of Elizabeth Stoddart, his grandmother aged 75 years, who died 24 November 18?5. Also two of his sons, Peter & William, who died in infancy April 183(?)5. Blessed are the dead who died in the Lord. Their ears are cold, and over their grave, the grass may wave, their tales are told.
I will always be more attracted by the imagery on graves, after all I'm a visual artist first and foremost, but I find myself scribbling away madly in a notepad to remember the texts I find, specially the more bizarre inscriptions. What were these people thinking off, considering the fact they must have been aware that it would be there "till all eternity"
2 comments:
These gravestone writings are mysterious to me, Frieda. But I admire your passion and persistence in trying to sort them out! Truly, I do. xo lenna
It would be interesting to know why they used a mix of lettering instead of one style. None the less it is beautiful lettering.
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