Sue Hardy: Celebrant since 1994

Funeral Readings

The Span of Life

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The span of life passes, and the time of our years is all too brief. Let us, therefore, make room among us for those who have need of our love. Let us make room for all in need. Make room for the uprooted ones who have rejected their past but cannot find a future. Make room for the withdrawn, who alone know their troubles and have not yet found the courage to share them or the rootless and the withdrawn. Let them sense that we are not engaged in judgment. Each of us is troubled by conduct we regret and stands in need of forgiveness. Make room for the proud, who think they know all the answers, and for those who have no answers at all. Make room for the guilty, the proud and the fearful. Make room for the sophisticates who think they know how to act, and for those who are too confused to act at all. Make room for the confident and the confused. Make room for the critical who disturb the status quo, and for the uncritical who accept it. Make room for each of us in our human condition. Let us deal gently with each other, and let us make room in our fellowship for each other. For the span of life passes, and the time of our years in all too brief. Author...

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Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep

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Mary Frye (1932) Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sunlight and ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awake in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft star shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not...

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Death Is Nothing At All

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by Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918), Canon of St.Paul´s Cathedral Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room, I am I and you are you, Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, Speak to me in the easy way which you always used, Put no difference in your tone, Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow, Laugh as we always laughed, At the little jokes we enjoyed together. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effect, Without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant, It is the same that it ever was. There is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind, Because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, Somewhere very near, Just around the corner, all is...

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Crossing The Bar

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by Alfred Lord Tennyson Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, To full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the...

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Miss Me – Let Me Go

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When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me I want no rites in a gloom filled room Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little, but not too long and not with your head bowed low Remember the love that we once shared Miss me but let me go. For this is a journey that we all must take and each must go alone It’s all a part of the Master’s plan a step on the road to home. Whey you are lonely and sick at heart Go the friends we know and bury your sorrows in doing good deeds Miss me, but let me...

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Memories and Peace

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Why smile in such sadness, It’s because of the memories Of laughter shared in the past. The humour of life, The fun and the joy, The reminiscences certain to last. Why relief in such sadness? It’s because there is peace With no more chance of pain. No-one can hurt, nor take away, There will never be fear again.

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