KEVIN LAWRENCE HAND. A Service of ThAnkSgiving And celebration for The life of. 6.0mm

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1 A Service of ThAnkSgiving And celebration for The life of KEVIN LAWRENCE HAND Wednesday, September 14, 2016 at 11.30am St Bride s Church, Fleet Street, London

2 In ParadIsum from requiem (Fauré) WELCOME & OPENING PRAYER The rector HYMN he Who Would ValIanT Be He who would valiant be Gainst all disaster, Let him in constancy Follow the Master. There s no discouragement Shall make him once relent His first avowed intent To be a pilgrim. Order of Service Who so beset him round With dismal stories, Do but themselves confound - His strength the more is. No foes shall stay his might, Though he with giants fight: He will make good his right To be a pilgrim. Since, Lord, thou dost defend Us with thy Spirit, We know we at the end Shall life inherit. Then fancies flee away! I ll fear not what men say, I ll labour night and day To be a pilgrim. Tune: monks GaTe. english Trad. adapted By r VauGhan WIllIams Words: J Bunyan and P dearmer II III

3 READING 1 Corinthians Chapter 13 Anna Jones, Chief Executive, Hearst UK Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing. Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, READING The WInd In The WIlloWs chris llewellyn, PresIdenT, FIPP amazing Grace (Trad. arr. Langston) ADDRESS mike soutar, chairman, shortlist media VoIr sur Ton chemin (Coulais/Barratier) Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away. When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity. IV V

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5 HYMN The lord s my shepherd carrickfergus (Trad.) 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. PRAYERS The rector 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 furnishèd 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 for evermore My dwelling-place shall be. Tune: crimond. Words: Psalm 23 ADDRESS didi mae hand & Joccoaa hand THE CELTIC BLESSING Gerry murray, chairman, zeevon May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, The rain fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of his hand. VIII au Fond du TemPle saint (Bizet) ADDRESS Barry mcilheney, chief executive, PPa Go n-éirí an bóthar leat. Go raibh cóir na gaoithe i gcónaí leat. Go dtaitní an ghrian go bog bláth ar do chlár éadain, Go dtite an bháisteach go bog mín ar do ghoirt. Agus go gcasfar le chéile sinn arís, Go gcoinní Dia i mbois a láimhe thú. IX

6 HYMN Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword, His Truth is marching on. His Truth is marching on. He hath sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His Judgement-seat; O, be swift, my soul, to answer him: be jubilant my feet! In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born, across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me; As he died to make men holy, let us live to make men free. While God is marching on. X While God is marching on. He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave, He is Wisdom to the mighty, He is Succour to the brave, So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His slave, Tune: John Brown s Body by W Steffe Words: J W Howe BLESSING The rector ORGAN VOLUNTARY les champs-élysées (Wilshaw) XI

7 The retiring collection at the end of the service will be in aid of St Bride s and the Royal Trinity Hospice, 30 Clapham Common North Side, London SW4 0RN Kevin s family and the PPA would very much like you to join them in raising a glass (or three) to Kevin immediately after the service at Stationers Hall, Ave Maria Lane, London EC4M 7DD. rector: Revd Canon Dr Alison Joyce director of x music: 210.0mm Robert Jones organist: Matthew Morley choir: The Choir of St Bride s head of operations: James Irving stationers hall st BrIde s XII PrInT: Sterling Solutions design: Andy Cowles