St Andrew's, Yarnscombe
Anonymous Gravestones
Anonymous Gravestones at Yarnscombe
St Andrew's, Yarnscombe
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| The churchyard of St Andrew's, Yarnscombe has a significant number of anonymous gravestones dating from the late 18th and early 19th centuries. Several are Grade II listed. Similar anonymous stones can be found at St Giles in the Wood. |
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Our days of Sickness have long been And God hath our afflictions seen But Christ by Death hath set us free To live we hope Eternally The debt we have paid is due from all Therefore prepare till Death shall call. |
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A tender husband and a friend sincere A kind indulgent Father lieth here In hopes releas'd from sorrow sin & pain Eternal happiness through Christ to gain Let friend forbear to moun & weep While sweetly in the dust they sleep This toilsome world I left behind A crown of Glory for to find Blessed are the Dead which die in the Lord Weep not for us our Children dear Look on your tender Parents here And live in love & in God's fear That we in heaven may all appear Were everlasting joy abound And sorrow shall no more be found |
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Weep not for me it is in Vain Death is to me no lost but gain Here I do lie and free from pain Till Christ shall rise me up again In Pain and Sickness Long I layed My Flesh consume my lungs decayed With Patience to the last he did submit And murmurd not at what the Lord thought fit |
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My Husband and my Children dear I pray forbear to grieve For in my pain I did complain Till God did me relieve I pray be cool do not lament All must submit you see When God doth please your life to call Come here and sleep by me |
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Because of lichen and weathering, this early 19th century Grade II listed slate gravestone has become difficult to read. Part of the inscription is included in the National Heritage List for England description: And like the sun is soon again to rise |
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Why should we wish on Earth to stay To feel the Pains of Dust & Clay? Should we not pane for Bliss above Where all is Peace & Joy & Love? My time is past, I hope the best To meet in Heav'n with Peace & Rest Grant O! my God my Soul may soar From Earth to Heav'n to sin no more He liv'd a sober honest Life His Children loving & his Wife Learn then like Him to live & ___ And sure on Heav'n you may ___ |
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Now cease dear friends and weep no more Behold the Judge stands at the door Prepared be for all must die And turn to dust as well as I Keep faith and true repentance still Then let death come whene'er it will |
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Belov'd by all to all the good a Friend In all her dealings she was just and true Her virtues many and her faults but few |
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The stroke of Death Did end my Time And cut me off Just in my Prime Nothing thare is that can Prevent The stroke of Death when Time is Spent |
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