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May 30, 1988

 

Part One

 

we heard about you Sunday in church

just after speaking of the beauty of the day

just before sudden exclamations of shock

and fear, and pain, and sympathy

weve known your families for years

you were of us

we were asked to pray for you

and we did

how could we not

you were of us

on Monday the tragedy went on

we could pray for your families alone

in their grief at your sudden calling

two decades is too short a time

in which to pack a life

the prayer of the righteous, it is said

availeth much in the courts of God

 

Sunday night we sang

I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless

Ills have no weight and tears no bitterness

Where is deaths sting?

Where, grave, thy victory?

I triumph still if thou abide with me*

I believe this

I pray you did too

I pray your families do still

 


 

In memoriam:

Chuck Bruinsma and Ferdinand Kloompmaker

May 29 & 30, 1988

 

*Psalter Hymnal (1976), # 470, verse 4

 


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A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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