Graeme Armstrong Murray
Now thank we all our God,
with heart and hands and voices,
who wondrous things has done,
in whom this world rejoices;
who from our mothers' arms
has blessed us on our way
with countless gifts of love,
and still is ours today.
O may this bounteous God
through all our life be near us,
with ever joyful hearts
and blessed peace to cheer us;
and keep us still in grace,
and guide us when perplexed;
and free us from all ills,
in this world and the next.
All praise and thanks to God
the Father now be given;
the Son, and him who reigns
with them in highest heaven;
the one eternal God,
whom earth and heaven adore;
for thus it was, is now,
and shall be evermore. AMEN
Commendation and Committal
to Rodney Macann for leading the service today
to Shona Murray for playing the organ
to extended family in NZ and overseas, especially Bruce Murray
to hundreds of friends who have sent messages sharing memories of
Graeme and expressing love to Patricia and the family
to the management and staff of Kauri Wing at Sevenoaks Retirement
Trust who cared for Graeme in his last months
to the Staff of ED, Mapu, Ward 5 South and Palliative Care at
Wellington Hospital for their skill and kindness
Patricia, Adrienne, Bronwen, Stephen and Jonny and their families
Tel. (04) 298-5168. www.kapiticoastfuneralhome.co.nz
Graeme Armstrong Murray
24 August 1931 – 7 April 2015
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses,
let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely,
and let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us,
looking to Jesus the pioneer and perfecter of our faith.
For here we have no lasting city,
but we seek the city which is to come.
Wellington Central Baptist Church
Monday, 13 April 2015, at 1.30pm
Welcome to this service of remembrance for Graeme. Thank you for
coming to share with his family our grief at his passing
and our gratitude for a faithful life well-lived.
Please join us for afternoon tea following the service.
Bronwen Murray Berg
As a Dad
Lord of all hopefulness, Lord of all joy,
Whose trust, ever child-like, no cares could destroy,
Be there at our waking, and give us, we pray,
Your bliss in our hearts, Lord, at the break of the day.
Lord of all eagerness, Lord of all faith,
Whose strong hands were skilled at the plane and the lathe,
Be there at our labours, and give us, we pray,
Your strength in our hearts, Lord, at the noon of the day.
In heavenly love abiding,
No change my heart shall fear;
And safe is such confiding,
For nothing changes here.
The storm may roar without me,
My heart may low be laid,
But God is round about me,
And can I be dismayed?
Green pastures are before me,
Which yet I have not seen;
Bright skies will soon be o’er me,
Where darkest clouds have been.
My hope I cannot measure,
My path to life is free;
My Saviour has my treasure,
And He will walk with me.
Lord of all kindliness, Lord of all grace,
Your hands swift to welcome, your arms to embrace,
Be there at our homing, and give us, we pray,
Your love in our hearts, Lord, at the eve of the day.
Lord of all gentleness, Lord of all calm,
Whose voice is contentment, whose presence is balm,
Be there at our sleeping, and give us, we pray,
Your peace in our hearts, Lord, at the end of the day.
Wherever He may guide me,
No want shall turn me back;
My Shepherd is beside me,
And nothing can I lack.
His wisdom ever waketh,
His sight is never dim;
He knows the way He taketh,
And I will walk with Him.
As a teacher and Principal
As a Grandfather
This was the school psalm at Mount Hermon School, Darjeeling, in the Himalayas,
where Graeme and Patricia worked for 25 years.
As a Brother