Order of Service for Doris’ funeral at 2pm on Monday 3rd August:
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Entrance Music: 23rd Psalm, Christ Church Oxford Choir
Welcome and Opening Prayer:
I, the Lord of sea and sky, I have heard my people cry. All who dwell in dark and sin, My hand will save. I, who made the stars of night, I will make their darkness bright. Who will bear my light to them? Whom shall I send?
Here I am Lord. Is it I Lord? I have heard You calling in the night. I will go Lord, if You lead me. I will hold Your people in my heart.
I, the Lord of snow and rain, I have borne my people’s pain. I have wept for love of them. They turn away. I will break their hearts of stone, Give them hearts for love alone. I will speak my words to them. Whom shall I send?
I, the Lord of wind and flame, I will send the poor and lame. I will set a feast for them. My hand will save. Finest bread I will provide, ‘Til their hearts are satisfied. I will give my life to them. Whom shall I send?
Reading Psalm 121 by Rev Mark Barker: I lift up my eyes to the mountains – where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth. He will not let your foot slip – he who watches over you will not slumber; indeed, he who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. The LORD watches over you – the LORD is your shade at your right hand; the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night. The LORD will keep you from all harm – he will watch over your life; the LORD will watch over your coming and going both now and for evermore.
Reading Isaiah 40: 21-31 by Martin Beard: Do you not know? Have you not heard? Has it not been told you from the beginning? Have you not understood since the earth was founded? He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth, and its people are like grasshoppers. He stretches out the heavens like a canopy, and spreads them out like a tent to live in. He brings princes to naught and reduces the rulers of this world to nothing. No sooner are they planted, no sooner are they sown, no sooner do they take root in the ground, than he blows on them and they wither, and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff. ‘To whom will you compare me? Or who is my equal?’ says the Holy One. Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens: who created all these? He who brings out the starry host one by one and calls forth each of them by name. Because of his great power and mighty strength, not one of them is missing. Why do you complain, Jacob? Why do you say, Israel, ‘My way is hidden from the LORD; my cause is disregarded by my God’? Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
Sermon & Eulogy by Rev Bill MacDougall:
Be still, for the presence of the Lord, the Holy one is here; Come bow before Him now with reverence and fear. In Him no sin is found, we stand on holy ground; Be still, for the presence of the Lord, the Holy One is here.
Be still, for the glory of the Lord is shining all around; He burns with holy fire, with splendour He is crowned. How awesome is the sight, our radiant King of light! Be still, for the glory of the Lord is shining all around.
Be still, for the power of the Lord is moving in this place; He comes to cleanse and heal, to minister His grace. No work too hard for Him, in faith receive from Him; Be still, for the power of the Lord is moving in this place.
Prayers by Jill Beard:
The Lord’s Prayer:
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name; thy kingdom come; thy will be done; on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation; but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen.
Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart Naught be all else to me save that thou art. Thou my best thought in the day and the night Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.
Be thou my wisdom, and thou my true word. I ever with thee and thou with me Lord; Thou my great father and I Thy true child, Thou in me dwelling and I with thee one.
Be thou my breastplate, my sword for the fight. Be thou my armour and be thou my might. Thou my soul’s shelter and Thou my high tower. Raise thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.
Riches I need not nor man’s empty praise, Thou mine inheritance now and always. Thou and Thou only, the first of my heart, High king of heaven, my treasure thou art.
High King of heaven, when the battle is won Grant heaven’s joy to me, O bright heaven’s sun. Christ of my own heart, whatever befall, Still be my vision, O ruler of all.
Exit Music, Handel’s Lascio ch’io piagna: