in loving memory of

Psalm 23:

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, 

he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul, he leadeth me in the paths of 

righteousness for his name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow 

of death, 

I will fear no evil, for thou art with me, 

thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine 

enemies, thou anointest my head with oil, 

my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

Dearly remembered and greatly missed by: