We give them back to thee, dear Lord, who gavest them to us. Yet as thou dost not lose them in giving, so we have not lost them by their return. Not as the world giveth, givest thou, O Lover of souls. What thou givest, thou takest not away; for what is thine, is ours always, if we are thine. And Life is eternal and Love is immortal, and death is only an horizon, and an horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight. Lift us up, strong Son of God, that we may see farther. Cleanse our eyes that we may see more clearly. Draw us closer to thyself that we may know ourselves nearer to our beloved who are with thee. And while thou dost prepare a place for us, prepare us for that happy place that where they are and thou art, we too may be: through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. Christopher Hall, Li Tim-Oi Foundation of which Joyce was a Founding Trustee