Nicholas Robert Pisano

 

 

PISANO
NICHOLAS ROBERT, suddenly, age 25, March 31, 2008. Loving son of Paul and Barbara (nee Hensel); devoted brother of Paul (Kristina), Vincent (Marie Rodriguez), Rachel and James; dear uncle of Vincenzo, Vienna and Angelyna; beloved grandson of Robert and Kathleen Hensel and the late Concezio and Marie Pisano; also survived by many loving aunts, uncles and cousins. Relatives and friends are invited to his Viewing Friday eve, 7 to 9 P.M., and Saturday morning, 9 to 11 A.M., VINCENT GANGEMI FUNERAL HOME, INC., Broad and Wolf Sts. Int. Resurrection Cem. Add'l eve parking ROTA Bldg. lot, 2304 S. Broad St.
Published in the Philadelphia Inquirer & Philadelphia Daily News on 4/3/2008.

 

His Shining Light

Written b y Barbara Pisano

Guided by Nicholas Pisano

He was a lover of animals big or small

They flocked to him whenever they heard him call

His rap touched all that heard him sing

Lately his songs were about his Creator and King

 

If you listened he was trying to tell you a story

Not about life on the streets but of majestic gliory

His faith grew stronger with each new word he wrote

For he knew God was using him with his penned Holy notes

 

Nicky is telling you, be ready when he calls your name

Your salvation is precious and no small game

The time is now to call on Him

Let your light shine bright and never dim

For its simple you see, we all must die

But everlastin life is the goal most high

That's when we'll all be together, if you call on the Lord

He came to save us from ourselves. He allowed his blood to be poured.

 

So enter the race, i call tell you it's great.

The Lord chose me and took me, I wasn't too late

He worked on me feverishly and ushered me in

Now it's your time to follow, turn away from sin

 

If I've left you with anything, i hope

 it is this

Seek you Saviour and God, it is heavenly bliss

 

I, Nicholas Pisano, pray to my God, the only God, the Creator of heaven and earth, whose seed was in itself the Son of the most High that not unwillingly but fort our sake through mercy and love, faced the wrath of the Father. 

He sent His own son, who was crushed for our sake, that we might be saved through His grace

What am i without my Lord? For I am nothing without the Lord, though I am alive, now i'm dead.  But with Hime, even in death is life and through Him, the Lamb without blemish, the only name under heaven through mercy and His love, not our love but His love, His generosity which give life freely.  And blessed am I, that He even alloowed me to hear His Word and deserves all glory. For glory is He and His glory will not be given to another nor should be. He, the Creator of wisdom, He created love. He created life, He created all. His word accomplished whatever God set it to. He spoke me into existence. I pray to the Most High and the Son, who are one. The Son has always been. I hear your voice through your word and follow for you are my shepherd, my Father, my Creator, the King of Kings, my Saviour.  I beg for mercy because without your mercy not one can stand before the face of the true God, Who sits on the throne.

Our life is burt a vapor which vanishes but His life is an everlastin kingdom.  Forgive me for I know not what I do.  The only place my soul is safe is with You.  Who can stop the hand of the Lord or who can stop His will.  No other name under heaven can deliver me.

My God's hand can not be held back, nor His will.  His word will not tarry.

Nicky's Kiss

written by Barbara pisano

 

When you were born, I knew you were only on loan.

You left us too quickly, had I only known.

It would be sooner than later, that was His plan.

Jesus grew impatient for you, into His arms you ran.

 

I long to hold you, to kiss you, to feel your presence again.

If it can't be now, then tell me when.

My heart breaks more each day that you're gone.

How will i ever move on and face each new walking dawn?

 

This avalanche of dispair smothers me so.

I feel life can't go on, it is now so full of woe.

Then gently you whisper, Dry away your tears.

Our Lord feels your anguish, your prayers He hears

 

My laughter, my smile, my gentile way

Is all aroung you with things He created this day.

Sunny days, new life, an ocean's breeze.

Won't you look at these things and remember me please.

 

Look to the Holy Book, your answers are there.

I tell you this because I truly care.

With all your heart believe I will see you some day.

The Lord promised me this when He carried me away.

 

I'm at peace with my Saviour, my King of Kings.

He felt I was ready, we began to sing.

As He led me to glory, I rapped out my praise.

This is how He planned it, don't question His ways.

 

And me, this is what i hae waited for.

I'm home now, at last, forefer more.

Now I know you will miss me, cause you loved me so.

But i'm hugging you now, feel my kiss so you know.

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