In Loving Memory of Robert John Slade 7th November 1946 ~ 5th February 2010
The funeral service conducted by Lady Pam Collins on Wednesday, 10th February 2010 at 12noon
MUSIC IN MEMORY OF BOB John Mclean ~ American Pie ~ HYMN The Lord’s My Shepherd 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. My soul He doth restore again; And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, Even 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 my 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 forevermore My dwelling place shall be.
POEM What is a Dad? A dad is one of life's best gifts, Someone to treasure all life through, He's caring and loving, Thoughtful and true, Someone who is always a special part of your life, Someone who holds a prime place in your heart, He's a mentor, a confident and also a friend, Someone on whose love you can depend. A dad always has your best interests at heart, He's someone so dear and so good, He's a blessing, he's a gift, He's a treasure like no other, He's someone that is truly wonderful. Wherever you go, and whatever you do, A dadâ€™s love will always see you through, A dad is truly invaluable, Indispensable and unforgettable. I wouldn't want anyone but you, And that's why I'm so grateful, that life picked you for me.
A PERSONAL TRIBUTE I
IN MEMORY OF ROBERT
POEM You Never Said Your Leaving You never said "I'm leaving" You never said goodbye You were gone before I knew it, And only God knew why A million times I needed you, A million times I cried If Love alone could have saved you, You never would have died In Life I loved you dearly In death I love you still In my heart you hold a place, That no one could ever fill It broke my heart to lose you, But you didn't go alone For part of me went with you, The day God took you home.
HYMN Jerusalem And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountain 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 Remember Me To the living, I am gone To the sorrowful, I will never return To the angry, I was cheated But to the happy, I am at peace And to the faithful, I have never left I cannot speak, but I can listen I cannot be seen, but I can be heard So as you stand upon the shore Gazing at the beautiful sea, remember me As you look in awe at a mighty forest And in its grand majesty, remember me Remember me in your hearts, In your thoughts, and the memories of the Times we loved, the times we cried, the battle we fought and the times we laughed For if you always think of me, I will never have gone. ~ EXIT MUSIC Wet Wet Wet ~ Love is all Around
Service sheets printed by The English Funeral Director, Tony Smith. 650 631