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“Canon in d” by pachabel
The Reverend xxxxxxxxxxxxx
God of wonder and of joy:
grace comes from thee,
and thou alone are the source of life and love.
Without thee, we cannot please thee;
without thy love, our deeds are worthless.
Send thy Holy Spirit,
and pour into our hearts
that most excellent gift of love,
that we might worship thee now
with thankful hearts
and serve thee always with willing minds;
through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Amen.
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small.
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
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Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings.
Refrain.
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The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning,
That brightens up the sky;
Refrain.
When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction
Land me safe on Canaan's side:
Songs of praises, songs of praises,
I will ever give to thee;
I will ever give to thee.
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one:
Refrain.
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.
During which the choir sings “Gloria” by Vivaldi
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small.
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
“Autumn” by Vivaldi
Minister: Will you, the families and friends of Stephen and Vicki, support and
uphold them in their marriage now and in the years to come?
Congregation: We will.
Organist: xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Choir: xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Read By a n other
Read By a n other
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not time's fool, though rose lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out ev'n to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
These are the hands of your best friend, young and strong and full of love for
you, that are holding yours on your wedding day, as you promise to love each
other today, tomorrow, and forever.
These are the hands that will work alongside yours, as together you build your
future. These are the hands that will passionately love you and cherish you
through the years, and with the slightest touch, will comfort you like no
other.
These are the hands that will hold you when fear or grief fills your mind.
These are the hands that will countless times wipe the tears from your eyes;
tears of sorrow, and tears of joy.
These are the hands that will tenderly hold your children. These are the
hands that will help you to hold your family as one. These are the hands that
will give you strength when you need it.
And lastly, these are the hands that even when wrinkled and aged, will still be
reaching for yours, still giving you the same unspoken tenderness with just a
touch.
Guide me, O thou great Redeemer,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty,
Hold me with thy powerful hand;
Bread of heaven, bread of heaven
Feed me till I want no more;
Feed me till I want no more.
Read by a n other
Open now the crystal fountain
Whence the healing stream doth flow;
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through:
Strong deliverer, strong deliverer;
Be thou still my strength and shield;
Be thou still my strength and shield.
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
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Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
Forgive our foolish ways!
Reclothe us in our rightful mind,
In purer lives Thy service find,
In deeper reverence, praise,
In deeper reverence, praise.
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Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor:
If either of them falls down, one can help the other up.
But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.
Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep
warm alone?
Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken
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.
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If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a
resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can
fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move
mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor
and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
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!
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It
is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of
wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always
protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Drop Thy still dews of quietness,
Till all our strivings cease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress,
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of Thy peace,
The beauty of Thy peace.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are
tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we
know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect
disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I
reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
Breathe through the heats of our desire
Thy coolness and Thy balm;
Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still, small voice of calm.
O still, small voice of calm.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.
But the greatest of these is love.
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The Reverend xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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