Order of Service
A journey of love, faith and remembrance.
Sentences
Tributes
Reception of The Body
When all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I’m lost
In wonder, love, and praise.
Unnumbered comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flowed.
When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm unseen conveyed me safe,
And led me up to man.
Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ,
And not the least a cheerful heart
Which tastes those gifts with joy.
Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I’ll pursue,
And after death in distant worlds
The glorious theme renew.
Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I’ll raise;
For O, eternity’s too short
To utter all Thy praise.
The Collect
Scripture Reading
Job 19:21–27 — King James Version
21 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
22 Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23 Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!
24 That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!
25 For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
26 And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
27 Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
God is our hope and strength:
A very present help in trouble.
Therefore will we not fear, though the earth be moved:
And though the hills be carried into the midst of the sea.
Though the waters thereof rage and swell:
And though the mountains shake at
The tempest of the same.
The rivers of the flood thereof shall
Make glad the city of God:
The holy place of the tabernacle of the most Highest.
God is in the midst of her, therefore
Shall she not be removed:
God shall help her, and that right early.
The heathen make much ado, and the kingdoms are moved:
But God hath shewed His voice,
And the earth shall melt away.
The Lord of hosts is with us: The God of Jacob is our refuge.
O come hither, and behold the works of The Lord:
What destruction he hath brought upon the earth.
He maketh wars to cease in all the world:
He breaketh the bow, and knappeth the spear in sunder,
And burneth the chariots in the fire.
Be still then, and know that I am God:
I will be exalted among the heathen,
And I will be exalted in the earth.
The Lord of hosts is with us:
The God of Jacob is our refuge.
Scripture Reading
John 11:21–27 — King James Version
21 Then said Martha unto Jesus, Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died.
22 But I know, that even now, whatsoever thou wilt ask of God, God will give it thee.
23 Jesus saith unto her, Thy brother shall rise again.
24 Martha saith unto him, I know that he shall rise again in the resurrection at the last day.
25 Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:
26 And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?
27 She saith unto him, Yea, Lord: I believe that thou art the Christ, the Son of God, which should come into the world.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
The strife is o’er, the battle done;
Now is the Victor’s triumph won;
O let the song of praise be sung:
Alleluia!
Death’s mightiest powers have done their worst,
And Jesus hath His foes dispersed;
Let shouts of praise and joy outburst:
Alleluia!
On the third morn He rose again
Glorious in majesty to reign;
O let us swell the joyful strain:
Alleluia!
Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee
From death’s dread sting thy servants free,
That we may live, and sing to Thee.
Alleluia!
The Sermon
I believe in God the Father Almighty,
Creator of heaven and earth.
I believe in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord.
He was conceived by the power of the Holy Spirit
And was born of the Virgin Mary.
He suffered under Pontius Pilate,
Was crucified, died, and was buried.
He descended to the dead.
On the third day He rose again.
He ascended into heaven,
And is seated at the right hand of the Father.
He will come again to judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit,
The holy Catholic Church,
The communion of saints,
The forgiveness of sins,
The resurrection of the body,
And the life everlasting.
Amen.
O what their joy and their glory must be,
Those endless Sabbaths the blessèd ones see;
Crown for the valiant, to weary ones rest;
God shall be all, and in all ever blest.
What are the Monarch, his court, and his throne?
What are the peace and the joy that they own?
O that the blest ones, who in it have share,
All that they feel could as fully declare!
Truly Jerusalem name we that shore,
Vision of peace, that brings joy evermore.
Wish and fulfilment can severed be ne’er,
Nor the thing prayed for come short of the prayer.
There, where no troubles distraction can bring,
We the sweet anthems of Sion shall sing,
While for thy grace, Lord, their voices of praise
Thy blessèd people eternally raise.
There dawns no Sabbath, no Sabbath is o’er,
Those Sabbath-keepers have one evermore;
One and unending is that triumph-song
Which to the angels and us shall belong.
Now, in the meanwhile, with hearts raised on high,
We for that country must yearn and must sigh;
Seeking Jerusalem, dear native land,
Through our long exile on Babylon’s strand.
Low before Him with our praises we fall,
Of Whom, and in Whom, and through Whom are all:
Of Whom, the Father; and in Whom, the Son;
Through Whom, the Spirit, with Them ever One.
Prayers
Commendation
Come, we that love the Lord
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne,
And thus surround the throne.
Refrain
We’re marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We’re marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.
Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly King,
But children of the heavenly King,
May speak their joys abroad,
May speak their joys abroad.
Refrain
The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets,
Or walk the golden streets.
Refrain
Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground,
We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground,
To fairer worlds on high,
To fairer worlds on high.
Refrain
Memories
Times may pass, tears may dry,
But memories of you will never die
A family chain is broken
A voice we love is stilled
A place is vacant in our home
That no one will ever fill
Our hearts still ache with sadness
Our secret tears still flow
For what it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.
We think of you daily,
Talk about you too
You left us precious memories
But we wish we still had you.
Pallbearers
Alwin Estwick
Romel Howell
Tyson Richards
Michael Richards
Tyson Cooke
Alex Cooke
Neil Brathwaite
Anthony Howell
Roger Howell
Deone Gittens
Ushers
Family & Friends
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