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In Loving Memory of

Brian Richard Freeman 30th October 1932 ~ 2nd October 2011

The funeral service conducted by Rev Len Eaton M.B.E. & Rev Deacon Maureen Kent St Nicholas Ecumenical Church, Camposol on Friday, 7th October 2011 at 4pm


ORDER OF SERVICE MUSIC IN MEMORY OF BRIAN Katherine Jenkins ~ I Vow to Thee My Country ~ WELCOME: By Rev Len Eaton M.B.E. ~ M: We meet in the name of Jesus Christ, who died and was raised to the glory of God the Father. Glory and mercy be with you. All: And also with you M. We look not to the things that are seen, but to the things that are unseen; For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal. Today we come together to remember before God our brother Brian To give thanks for his life and to comfort one another in our grief. ~ OPENING PRAYER M Father in heaven, we thank you because you made us in your own image, and gave us gifts in body, mind and spirit. We thank you now for Brian and for what he meant for each of us. And we honour his memory, make us more that you are; the one from whom comes every perfect gift, including the gift of eternal life through Jesus Christ. All: Amen


PSALM 130 Vs 1-5 All: Out of the depths have I called you, O Lord. Lord hear my Voice - O let your ears consider well: The voice of my supplication. If you Lord should note what we do wrong; who then O Lord could stand? But there is forgiveness with you: so that you shall be feared. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits for him: and in his word is my hope. ~ PSALM 23 Vs 1-6 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall want nothing He makes me lie down in green pastures, and leads me beside the waters of peace; he renews life within me, and for his name’s sake guides me in the right path. Even though I walk through a valley dark as death I fear no evil, for thou art with me, thy staff and thy crook are my comfort. Thou spreadest a table for me in the sight of my enemies; thou hast richly bathed my head with oil, and my cups runs over. Goodness and love unfailing, these will follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord my whole life long. Glory to the Father and to the Son: And to the Holy Spirit, As it was in the beginning is now: And shall be forever. Amen


THE READING ISAIAH 40, Vs.6b-8 M:

All mankind is grass; they last no longer than a flower of the field. The grass

withers. The flower fades, when the breath of the Lord blows upon them, the grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God endures for evermore. This is the word of the Lord All: Thanks be to God ~ GOSPEL READING M:

Hear the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ according to Saint John 5, Vs. 24-27

All: Glory to you, O Lord M

In very truth, anyone who gives heed to what I say and put his trust in him

who sent me, has hold of eternal life, and does not come up for judgement, but has already passed from death to life. In truth, in very truth I tell you, a time is coming, indeed it is already here, when the dead shall hear the voice of the Son of God, and all who hear shall come to life. For as the Father has life-giving power in himself, so has the Son by the Father’s gift. As Son of Man, he has also been giving the right to pass judgement. This is the gospel of the Lord. All: Praise to you, O Christ


Hymn Jerusalem And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here Among those dark satanic mills? Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire! I will not cease from mental fight, Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land. ~ POEM Crossing The Bar 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, Be such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too 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 crost the bar.


A PERSONAL TRIBUTE IN MEMORIES OF BRIAN ~ MUSIC IN MEMORY OF BRIAN Danny Boy ~ Sung by Angela Oliver ~ POEM What is Dying? A ship sails and I stand Watching till she fades on the horizon And someone at my side says, “She is gone”. Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all; She is just as large as when I saw her. The diminished size and total loss of sight Is in me, not in her, And just at the moment When someone at my side says “She is gone” There are others who are watching her coming, And other voices take up a glad shout “There she comes!” And that is dying


M: Father in heaven, we give you thanks for your servant Brian. We praise you as we recollect his life and cherish his memory. We bless you that in bearing your image he has brought light to our lives. For we have seen; In him friendship - reflections of your compassion, In him integrity - demonstrations of your goodness, In him faithfulness - glimpses of your eternal love, Grant to each of us, beloved and bereft, the grace to follow his good example. So that we with him may come to your everlasting kingdom; Through Jesus Christ our Lord, who died and rose again and opened the gate of glory, to whom be praise for all eternity. All: Amen M:

Let us declare our faith in the resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ:

All; Christ died for our sins in accordance with the Scriptures; He was buried; He was raised to life on the third day in accordance with the scriptures; afterwards he appeared to his followers, and to all the apostles: This we have received, and this we believe. Amen M: Almighty God, in your great love you crafted us by your hand and breathed life into us by your Spirit. Although we became a rebellious people, you did not abandon us to our sin. In your tender mercy you sent your Son to restore in us your image. In obedience to your will he gave up his life for us, bearing in his body our sins on the cross. By your mighty power you raised him from the grave and exalted him to the throne of glory. Rejoicing in his victory and trusting in your promise to make alive all who turn to Christ, we recommend Brian to your mercy and we join with all your faithful people and the whole company of heaven in one unending song of praise: Glory and wisdom and honour be to our God forever and ever. All: Amen


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Let us pray with confidence as our Saviour has taught us.

All: 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 to 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, forever and ever. Amen. M: We have entrusted our brother Brian to God’s merciful keeping and now we commit his body for cremation. Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. In sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life through our Lord Jesus Christ, who died, was buried, and rose again for us, to him be glory forever and ever. Almighty God, grant that we, with all those who have believed in you, may be united in the full knowledge of your love and the unclouded vision of your glory; through Jesus Christ our Lord. All: Amen THE BLESSING M: The Lord bless you and watch over you, The Lord make his face shine upon you. And be gracious to you. The lord look kindly upon you. And give you peace; And the blessing of God almighty + The father, the son, and the holy sprit, Be among you and remain with you always All: Amen EXIT MUSIC ABBA ~ Waterloo Donations in memory of Brian are greatly received for Age Concern Refreshments will be provided at the Costa Brava Bar in Aljorra all are welcome. Service sheets printed by The English Funeral Director, Tony Smith.


Brian Freeman