He does not break the crushed reed.
Nor quench the wavering flame.
Of faith he is the new seed.
Now and for ever the true same.

I was at a funeral of a friend.
The great cathedral was full.
Magnificent music to rend.
Glorious psalm and anthem full.

But it was his kindness.
His love of his county.
That quenched all unkindness.
And will be his lasting bonus bounty.

His coffin left to nunc dimittis.
This true gentleman we shall indeed miss.

……..

Now let your servant
Depart we all hope in peace
As he left the nave

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See Isaiah 42 : 1-7