As the oldest, my siblings had asked me to welcome everyone to Dad's funeral service and to lead the congregation in an opening prayer.
I had been toying with the idea of singing 'The Lord's Prayer' in the traditional arrangement by Albert Hay Malotte. I have sung this version many times at weddings and other events without accompaniment (acapella). And I thought this might relieve the pressure to find a pianist and time to practice. Dad had always enjoyed my singing and I thought this would be appropriate.
However, on Monday morning I awoke at the Toronto Hilton with a song playing in my head that just would not quit. Janice reminded me that I had sung the prayer of St Francis Assisi many years ago under the direction of Marie Devereau and on this day as it wouldn't leave me, I became convinced that it must be the Good Lord's leading to sing it once again.
Although I never found the music, I was able to find the lyrics and the key I should use to sing it. On Tuesday at Dad's funeral, Bev Foster provided the 'A' I needed from the piano and I sang it acapella. It seems the prayer was a blessing for many. May it bless you now as well.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
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