Paddy Ashdown Memorial

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Praise, my soul, the King of heaven,
to his feet thy tribute bring;
ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
who like me his praise should sing?
Alleluia, Alleluia,
praise the everlasting King.

Praise him for his grace and favour
to our fathers in distress;
praise him still the same as ever,
slow to chide, and swift to bless:
Alleluia, Alleluia,
glorious in his faithfulness.

Father-like, he tends and spares us,
well our feeble frame he knows;
in his hands he gently bears us,
rescues us from all our foes:
Alleluia, Alleluia,
widely as his mercy flows.

Angels, help us to adore him;
ye behold him face to face;
sun and moon, bow down before him,
dwellers all in time and space:
Alleluia, Alleluia,
praise with us the God of grace.


Psalm 121 (congregation join in the parts in bold type):

I lift up my eyes to the hills;

From where is my help to come?

My help comes from the Lord,

The maker of heaven and earth.

He will not suffer your foot to stumble;

He who watches over you will not sleep.

Behold, he who keeps watch over Israel

Shall neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord himself watches over you;

The Lord is your shade at your right hand.

So that the sun shall not strike you by day,

Neither the moon by night.

The Lord shall keep you from all evil;

It is he who shall keep your soul.

The Lord shall keep watch over your going out and your coming in,

From this time forth for evermore.

Glory to the Father and to the Son

And to the Holy Spirit;

As it was in the beginning, is now,

And shall be for ever. Amen.



Val Keitch – Leader of South Somerset District Council

Graham Cole – Former Chief Executive of Westland Helicopters

David Laws – MP for Yeovil 2001-2015



I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above,

entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love:

the love that asks no question, the love that stands the test,

that lays upon the altar the dearest and the best;

the love that never falters, the love that pays the price,

the love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.


And there’s another country, I’ve heard of long ago,

most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know;

we may not count her armies, we may not see her King;

her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;

and soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,

and her ways are ways of gentleness and all her paths are peace.


Gospel Reading: Matthew 5:1-10

Reading given by Mick Clark, Liberal Democrat Parliamentary Candidate.

Now when Jesus saw the crowds, he went up on a mountainside and sat down. His disciples came to him, and he began to teach them, saying:

‘Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.’


The Address

The Lord’s Prayer

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name,

thy kingdom come; thy will be done;

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation; but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory

for ever and ever. Amen.


The prayers


Eternal Father, strong to save,

whose arm hath bound the restless wave,

who bidd’st the mighty ocean deep

its own appointed limits keep:

O hear us when we cry to thee

for those in peril on the sea.


O Christ, whose voice the waters heard

and hushed their raging at thy word,

who walkedst on the foaming deep,

and calm amid the storm didst sleep:

O hear us when we cry to thee

for those in peril on the sea.


O Holy Spirit, who didst brood

upon the waters dark and rude,

and bid their angry tumult cease,

and give, for wild confusion, peace:

O hear us when we cry to thee

for those in peril on the sea.


O Trinity of love and power,

our brethren shield in danger’s hour;

from rock and tempest, fire and foe,

protect them wheresoe’er they go:

thus evermore shall rise to thee

glad hymns of praise from land and sea.


The Blessing


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