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Funeral Sentences

Opening Prayers

Hymn

Morning has broken, like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird.
Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning!
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word!

Sweet the rain's new fall sunlit from heaven,
Like the first dewfall on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness, of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight! Mine is the morning,
Born of the one light Eden saw play!
Praise with elation, Praise every morning,
God's re-creation of the new day!

Family Tribute

Tributes by Former Colleagues

Readings from the Bible

read by John Parfitt

Verses from Psalm 104

You set the beams of your chambers on the waters,
you make the clouds your chariot,
you ride on the wings of the wind,

You make springs gush forth in the valleys;
they flow between the hills,
giving drink to every wild animal;
the wild asses quench their thirst.
By the streams the birds of the air have their habitation;
they sing among the branches.