IN LOVING MEMORY OF
14/04/34 - 03/05/17
Funeral Service
13 May 2017
Service at Home
Fr A Wyngaard
Requiem Mass
Annunciation Church, Paarl
1. Sentences
2. Welcome and greetings - Rev Charles Williams
3. Introduction - Bs Raphael Hess
4. Hymn 1 - “I Cannot Tell”
5. Lighting of Candle - Kathy Julius
6. The Synaxist - Rev Charles Williams
7. First reading - Jodi Julius
8. Hymn 2 - “Be Still And Know That I Am Lord”
9. Second reading - Damian Fortuin
10. Tribute - Ivor Fortuin
11. Hymn 3 - “The Lord’s My Shepherd” (v1-3)
12. Reading of the Gospel - Rev Courtney Sampson
13. Hymn 3 - “The Lord’s My Shepherd” (v4-5)
14. Sermon - Rev. Charles Williams
15. Prayers – Archdeacon Christopher Swartz
16. Hymns 4, 5 & 6 - “Lord I Come to You”,
“ As the Deer Pants for the Water” & “Abba Father”
17. The Holy Eucharist - Bs Raphael Hess
18. Hymns 7, 8 & 9 - “Dear Lord and Father of Mankind”,
“And Now Oh Father” & “My Song is Love Unknown”
19. Vote of Thanks - Lloyd Fortuin
20. Commendation - Bs Raphael Hess
21. Hymn 10 - “The Day Thou Gavest Lord has Ended”
22. Prayers - Rev Charles Williams
Hymn 1
I cannot tell why He, whom angels worship, Should set His love upon the sons of men, Or why, as Shepherd, He should seek the wand’rers,
To bring them back, they know not how or when. But this I know, that He was born of Mary, When Bethl’hem’s manger was His only home,
And that He lived at Nazareth and labored, And so the Savior, Savior of the world, is come.
I cannot tell how silently He suffered, As with His peace He graced this place of tears,
Or how His heart upon the Cross was broken, The crown of pain to three and thirty years. But this I know, He heals the broken-hearted, And stays our sin, and calms our lurking fear, And lifts the burden from the heavy laden, For yet the Savior, Savior of the world, is here.
Hymn 2
Be still and know that I am God, Be still and know that I am God, Be still and know that I am God. I am the Lord that healeth thee, I am the Lord that healeth thee, I am the Lord that healeth thee. In thee O Lord, do I put my trust, In thee O Lord, do I put my trust, In thee O Lord, do I put my trust
Hymn 3
The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want; He makes me down to lie In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.
My soul He doth restore again, And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness,
E’en for His own name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale, Yet will I fear no ill; For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.
My table Thou hast furnished In presence of my foes; My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me, And in God’s house forevermore
My dwelling-place shall be.
Hymn 4
Lord I come to you Let my heart be changed renewed
Flowing from the grace that I have found in you And lord I have come to know
The weakness I see in me Will be stripped away By the power of your love Hold me close let your love surround me
Bring me near draw me to your side And as I wait I’ll rise up like an eagle And I will soar with you Your spirit leads me on By the power of your love
Lord unveil my eyes Let me see you face to face The knowledge of your love
As you live in me Lord renew my mind As your will unfolds in my life
In living everyday By the power of your love
Hymn 5
As the deer pants for the water So my soul longs after you You alone are my heart’s desire
And I long to worship you Refrain: You alone are my strength, my shield
To you alone will my spirit yield You alone are my hearts desire And I long to worship you I want you more than gold or silver
Only you can satisfy You alone are the real joy giver
And the apple of my eye You’re my friend and you are my Father
Pallbearers
Hymn 7
Dear Lord and Father of mankind, forgive our foolish ways! Re-clothe us in our rightful mind,
in purer lives thy service find, in deeper reverence, praise; in deeper reverence, praise. In simple trust like theirs who heard,
beside the Syrian sea, the gracious calling of the Lord, let us, like them, without a word,
rise up and follow thee; rise up and follow thee. O Sabbath rest by Galilee!
O calm of hills above, where Jesus knelt to share with thee
the silence of eternity interpreted by love! interpreted by love!
Hymn 6
Abba, Father, hear our cry, Mingled spirit deep within.
Abba, Father, Abba, Father. Thank You, Father, for sending Him; The Spirit of Your Son Who cries within.
Oh! How sweet is Abba’s Name From our spirit through our heart.
Every moment this mingled cry; To Your Beloved we’re joined thereby.
Day by day, this cry so new; In Your Son we come back to You.
Hymn 8
And now, O Father, mindful of the love that bought us, once for all, on Calvary’s Tree,
and having with us him that pleads above, we here present, we spread forth to thee
that only Offering perfect in thine eyes, the one, true, pure, immortal Sacrifice. Look, Father, look on his anointed face, and only look on us as found in him; look not on our misusings of thy grace, our prayer so languid, and our faith so dim:
for lo, between our sins and their reward we set the Passion of thy Son our Lord. And then for those, our dearest and our best,
by this prevailing Presence we appeal: O fold them closer to thy mercy’s breast, O do thine utmost for their souls’ true weal; from tainting mischief keep them white and clear,
and crown thy gifts with strength to persevere.
Hymn 9
My song is love unknown, My Savior’s love to me; Love to the loveless shown, That they might lovely be.
O who am I, That for my sake My Lord should take
Frail flesh, and die? He came from His blest throne
Salvation to bestow; But men made strange, and none The longed-for Christ would know:
But oh, my Friend, My Friend indeed, Who at my need His life did spend.
Hymn 10
The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at Thy behest; To Thee our morning hymns ascended,
Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping,
While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping,
And rests not now by day or night.
As o’er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren ’neath the western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making
Thy wondrous doings heard on high.