HOME

About Mount Pleasant Memorials
Cemetery Monuments & Markers
Personalization
Alternative Memorial Tributes
 Monument Lettering
Monument Symbols
Sculpting
Ceramic Photos
Monument Installation
Common Mistakes to Avoid
Pre-Planning
Epitaphs
Inspirational Quotes
 
 

Mount Pleasant Memorials
150 Eastern Ave
Gloucester, MA 01930
1-800-287-7841


 
 

E-MAIL US!

 

 

EPITAPHS

Here are some phrases that many have used for endearments on their memorials. We hope you find a passage that provides you comfort and helps express your feelings. Please check back often as we are always updating this list. Click on the link below to jump down the page to a particular category.

From The Bible
From The Classics
For a Child
For a Mother, Wife, Daughter, Sister
For a Father, Husband, Son, Brother
General Words of Comfort

Most Popular Poetry Verse




From The Bible

All things work together for good to them that love God.

Be though faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life.

Believe on Him to everlasting life.

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.

Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.

Blessed is the man that that maketh the Lord his trust.

Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden.

Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.

For of such is the kingdom of heaven.

For with Thee is the fountain of life: in the light we shall see light.

God is love; and He that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him.

Greater love than this no one has, that one lay down his life for his friends.

He shall receive in the world to come life eternal.

He that believeth in the Son hath everlasting life.

He that endureth to the end shall be saved.

I am the resurrection and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.

I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.

I rejoice in thy salvation.

I thank my God upon every remembrance of you.

Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.

Not my will, but thine be done.

Sleep on now, and take your rest.

The Lord hath given him rest from all his enemies.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.

The Lord watch between me and thee, while we are absent, one from the other.

The righteous shall go into eternal life.

This is my beloved son, in whom I am well pleased.

This is the promise -- the life everlasting.

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.

Thy remembrance shall endure unto all generations.

Well done, thou good and faithful servant.

Whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have eternal life.

back to top

 




From The Classics

Beyond is an infinite morning of day without a tomorrow.

But in the night of death hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.

Death is not a foe, but an inevitable adventure.

Death is the golden key that opens the palace of Eternity.

Death's but a path to be trod if man would ever pass to God.

Dust thou art, to dust returnest, was not spoken of the soul.

Each lonely scene shall thee restore.

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

Earth hath no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

Every man's life is a plan of God.

Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death.

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'erfraught heart and bids it break.

God gives us love. Something to love He lends us.

God is and all is well.

He hath awakened from the dream of life.

Heaven, the treasury of everlasting joy.

His daily prayer, far better understood in acts than words, was simply doing good.

Humble love, and not proud science, keeps the door of Heaven.

In His will is our peace.

Joy, joy forever! -- My task is done -- the gates are pass'd, and heaven is won.

Life's a voyage that's homeward bound.

Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule.

Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory...

Mutual love, the crown of all our bliss.

Nature's loving proxy, the watchful mother.

Now twilight lets her curtain down and pins it with a star.

Onward to thy glory! 'Tis always morning somewhere in the world.

Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.

Sorrows are like tall angels with star-crowns in their hair.

Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts, not amid joy.

Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven.

The acts of this life are the destiny of the next.

The cross leads generations on.

The end and the reward of toil is rest.

The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy.

The heart of him that truly loves is a paradise on earth.

The heart of man is restless until it finds rest in Thee.

The kiss of the sun for pardon, the song of the birds for mirth,
One's nearer God's heart in a garden, than anywhere else on earth.

The soul that suffers is stronger than the soul that rejoices.

There hath passed away a glory from the earth.

There is a sweet job that comes to us through sorrow.

There never was a night that had no morn.

Things past belong to memory alone, things future are the property of hope.

Till the Master of all good workmen shall set us to work anew.

'Tis not the whole of life to live, nor all of death to die.

To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another.

Until the day break, and the shadows flee away.

What seems to us but dim funeral tapers may be Heaven's distant lamps.

Where he leads me I can safely go.

Where there is much light, the shadows are the deepest.

Where there is sorrow there is holy ground.

Whither thou goest. I will go.

Yet in this heart's most sacred place, thou, thou, alone, shall dwell forever.

back to top

 




For A Child

A fleeting stay - a lasting memory.

An angel visited the green earth, and took a flower away.

Awaiting the touch of a little hand, and the smile of a little face.

Blossomed on earth to bloom in heaven.

Called by one who loves him so dearly.

Children are an heritage of the Lord.

Children are the keys to paradise.

Children bring their own love with them when they come.

For of such is the Kingdom of Heaven.

God's garden has need of little flowers.

His was a man's courage.

Hush, my dear, be still and slumber;
Jolly angels guard your bed.

Let thy child rest in hope and rise in glory.

Little Boy Blue has gone away.

Little Bo Peep has gone away.

Lord, we give you our littlest angel.

No jewel is as perfect as the innocence of childhood.

Oh, for boyhood's time of June
Crowding years into one brief moon.

Our Baby Angel

Our littlest angel who went back to heaven.

Remembering a tiny angel.

Sleep undisturbed within the peaceful shrine
Till angels wake thee with a note like thine.

Sleep, my little one, sleep.

So small, so sweet, so soon.

The child is the father of man.

The dutifulness of children is the foundation of all virtue.

What would the world be to us if children were no more?

back to top

 




Mother, Wife, Daughter, Sister

A mother is a mother still, the holiest thing alive.

Always loving: always loved.

God bless thee wheresoe'er thou art in his great universe today.

God called her from among us to a home of eternal rest.

God took her home, it was his will, but in our hearts she liveth still.

God's greatest gift returned to God -- my mother.

Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, in every gesture dignity and love.

Her children arise up and call her blessed.

Her friends were her world.

Her friendship was an inspiration, her love a blessing.

Her memory is enshrined in our hearts.

May God grant you eternal rest, dear Mother.

O, Lord, I put her in thy hands.

Resting with those she loved.

She concealed her tears but shared her smiles.

She gave so much and demanded so little.

She had a kindly word for each and she died beloved by all.

She is resting peacefully with Jesus in that beautiful home above.

She lives with us in memory and will evermore.

She loved people and laughter.

She passed through glory's morning gate and walked in paradise.

She served and kept the faith.

She walked in beauty.

She would rather give than receive.

To know her was to love her.

When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.

back to top

 




Father, Husband, Son, Brother

A loving father, tender and kind, what a beautiful memory you left behind.

A man greatly beloved.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning we will remember him.

Fond memories linger every day, remembrance keeps him near.

God took him home, it was his will, but in our hearts he liveth still.

He had a kindly word for each and died beloved by all.

He lives with us in memory and will for evermore.

He loved his fellowman.

He loved people and laughter.

He was beloved in life.

His friends were his world.

His friendship was an inspiration, his love a blessing.

His greatest joy was in making others happy.

His joy was in serving others.

His life was gentle, and the elements so mix'd in him, that nature might stand up and say to the world, "This was a man!"

His mission on earth fulfilled.

My pal on earth, God's angel in heaven.

No man is indispensable but some are irreplaceable.

O, Lord I put him in thy hands.

On him and on his high endeavor the light of praise shall shine forever.

Resting with those he loved.

The world's loss was heaven's gain when God took you home.

To know him was to love him.

To live with him and sing in endless morn of light!

To those who knew and loved him his memory will never grow old.

We loved him a lot, but God loved him more.

back to top

 




General Words of Comfort

Always in our hearts.

Always Loving - Always Loved.

Asleep in Jesus Christ.

Asleep in Jesus.

At rest with God.

At the going down of the sun, and in the morning we will remember them.

Beloved of the Lord.

Death is only a shadow across the path to heaven.

Entered into rest.

Everlasting life through Christ.

Forever in our hearts.

God could not have made earthly ties so strong to break them in eternity.

Gone, but not forgotten.

Hasten, oh blessed hour of reunion!

He gave thee, He took thee, and He will restore thee.

He longest lives who most to others gives, himself forgetting.

Home with God, which is far better.

I shall but love thee better after death.

In loving memory.

Loving memories last forever.

May the souls of the faithful departed through the mercy of God rest in peace.

Not lost to memory! Not lost to love! But gone to our Father's house, above.

Ours for a little while, with Jesus forever.

Rest in Peace.

Rest is thine, sweet memory ours.

Step softly, a dream lies buried here.

Sweetly sleeping.

The song is ended, but the melody lingers on.

To live in the hearts of those we love is to never die.

Too well loved to ever be forgotten.

Until we meet again.

What we keep in memory is ours unchanged forever.

Your love will light my way, your memory will forever be with me.

back to top

 




Our Most Popular Poetry Verse
Author Mary Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not here, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumnís rain.
When you awaken in the morningís hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush,
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not here;
I did not die.
back to top



 

HOME

Copyright © 2017 Mount Pleasant Memorials