King of glory, King of peace, I will love thee; and that love may never cease, I will move thee. Thou hast granted my request, thou hast heard me; thou didst note my working breast, thou hast spared me. Wherefore with my utmost art I will sing thee, and the cream of all my heart I will bring thee. Though my sins against me cried, thou didst clear me; and alone, when they replied, thou didst hear me. Seven whole days, not one in seven, I will praise thee; in my heart, though not in heaven, I can raise thee. Small it is, in this poor sort to…Read More
We buried Bruce today. It is not my place to talk too much of his life, for I only knew him over the last three years. He had thirty years in the church he served. He had sixty years in the tramping club. He was married 68 years. His children, grandchildren and about 250 others were there. These are the hymns and lyrics.