| The Life of Dr. J.R. Miller |
Chapter 13 |
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The funeral services, held in St. Paul Church, were most simple. They were arranged according to Dr. Millers’ wishes made known months before to members of the family and to Dr. Lee. There was no address, but only prayer, the reading of Scripture, the repeating of the Twenty-third Psalm by the vast congregation, the singing by a soloist of “He will lead His flock like a Shepherd” from Handel’s “Messiah,” and the singing by the congregation of Dr. Miller’s favourite hymn:
“O Love that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee;
I give Thee back the life I owe,
That in Thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
“O Light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in Thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.
“O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be.
“O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from Thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.”
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