Roy Jones, infant son of John T. and Fannie L. Jones, died at his home March 19th. Aged 1 year and 1 month. Little Roy was sick only a short time, when the Lord called him home; gently, lovingly. He laid His hand on him and said suffer little children to come unto Me, for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven. He has joined the angel band and now is waiting for papa, mama, and dear little brother to meet on a bright beautiful shore. He is not lost, but like a star has vanished from our view to shine in a brighter world where he is only waiting at the gate to welcome us home. Weep not, fond parents, for God will comfort you; trust Him and He will whisper peace to your aching hearts. May you so live as to meet him in a happy home where all is peace and love. When the trumpet sounds little Roy will be waiting and watching for his loved ones whom he left behind.
Safe in the arms of Jesus;
Safe on His gentle breast.
There, by His love o'er shaded,
Sweetly his soul shall rest.
Farewell darling, farewell;
What you have suffered no one can tell.
But oh, now you are at rest.
Leaning on the Savior's breast.
Karen Groce / firstname.lastname@example.org URL: http://bethg.shutdown.com/drew/d1897.html