Reflection after Eulogy Thou, my love, art fair( Bob Chilcott) Words: William Baldwin( 1515-1563)
Lo, thou, my love, art fair; Myself hath made thee so: Yea, thou art fair indeed, Wherefore thou shalt not need In beauty to despair; For I accept thee so, For fair.
For fair, because thine eyes Are like the culvers’ white, Whose simpleness in deed All others do exceed: Thy judgement wholly lies In true sense of sprite Most wise.
OPENING PRAYER C:
Almighty God and Father, it is our certain faith that your Son, who died on the Cross, was raised from the dead, the first-fruits of all who have fallen asleep. Grant that through this mystery your servant Mary Rose, who has gone to her rest in Christ, may share in the joy of His resurrection. We ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever.
A: Amen. LITURGY OF THE WORD FIRST READING: A Reading from 1 Corinthians( 13:4-8; 13)
Love is always patient and kind; it is never jealous; Love is never boastful or conceited; it is never rude of selfish; it does not take offence; and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people’ s sins but delights in the truth. Love does not come to an end. In short there are three things that last: faith hope and love; and the greatest of these is LOVE.
The word of the Lord. A: Thanks be to God.