SOME COLLECTED EPITAPHS FROM UNION COUNTY CEMETERIES:
Remember Youth As You Pass By
As You Are Now So Once Was I
As I Am Now So You Must Be
Prepare For Death And Follow Me
On That Bright
Immortal Shore
We Shall Meet
To Part No More
Weep Not For Me My Parents Dear
For Weeping Is In Vain
For I Have Gone To Christ Above
And Can't Come Back Again
A Loved One Has Gone From Our Circle
On Earth We Shall Meet Him No More
He Has Gone To His Home In Heaven
And All His Afflictions Are O're
She Was Lovely She Was Fair
And For A While She Was Given
An Angel Came And Claimed His Own
And Bare Her Home To Heaven
Gone But Not Forgotten
May The Resurrection Find Thee
On The Bosom Of Thy God
Asleep In Jesus Blessed Sleep
From Which No One Ever Wakes To Weep
A Calm And Undisturbed Repose
Unbroken By The Last Of Foes
As A Wife Devoted
As A Mother Affectionate
As A Friend Ever Kind And True
Asleep In Jesus
There Is No Parting In Heaven
Blessed Is He That Trusts In The Lord
Gone From Our Home
But Not From Our Hearts
She Died As She Lived
Trusting In God
In God's Care
There Is Rest In Heaven
None Knew Thee
But To Love Thee
Before The Ills Of Life
Hath Marked Thy Brow With Care
To Heaven Thou Wast Taken
To Serve Our Savior There
His Many Virtues
Form The Nobelest Monument
To His Memory
Gone To Be With Jesus
He Took Thee From A World Of Care
An Everlasting Bliss To Share
Sleep On Dear Child
And Take Thy Rest
In Jesus Arms
Forever Blest
She Was The Sunshine Of Our Home
An Angel To Us Given
Just When We Learned To Love Her Most
God Called Her Back To Heaven
Heaven Is My Home
Forever With The Lord
Thou Art Gone But I Am Keeping
In My Heart Thy Blessed Name
If I'm Smiling If I'm Weeping
Thou Art With Me All The Same
Into Thy Hands
I Commend My Spirit
In Life Beloved
In Death Lamented
Earth Has No Sorrows
That Heaven Cannot Heal
She Was The Sunshine
Of Our Home
She Has Gone To The Mansion Of Rest
They Gave Their Today
For Our Tomorrow
Budded On Earth
To Bloom In Heaven
A Precious One From Us Is Gone
A Voice We Loved Is Still
A Place Is Vacant In Our Home
Which Never Can Be Filled
Never Will Their Memory Fade
Sweetest Thoughts Will Linger
Around The Graves Where
They Are Laid
Faithful Unto Their Trust
Even Unto Death
Blessed Are The Pure In Heart
For They Shall See God
He Is Not Dead
But Sleepeth
Our Darling One Hath Gone Before
To Greet Us On The Blissful Shore
God Be With You Till We Meet Again
Too Good For Earth
God Called Him Home
Though Lost To Sight
To Memory Dear
When I Am Gone Shed Not A Tear
Breath Not A Sigh
When All Is Well
Tis Sweet To Die
Weep Not That Her Toils Are Over
Weep Not That Her Race Is Run
God Grant That We May Rest As Calmly
When Our Work Like Hers Is Done
How Much Of Light
How Much Of Joy
Is Buried With
This Darling Boy
Another Link Is Broken
In Our Household Band
But A Chain Is Forming
In A Better Land
Gone To Be An Angel
An Honest Man
The Nobelest
Work Of God
Resting In Hope
Of A Glorious Resurrection
Gone To A Better Land
Sleep On Mother
Take Your Rest
God Called Thee Home
He Thought It Best