The service took place at All Soul's Church in Langham Place in London.
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It was conducted by the Rector of All Souls Church,The Reverend Prebendary Richard Bewes, who was assisted by The Reverend Ernest Rea, Head of Religious Broadcasting, BBC.
Order of service: Preliminary music
Piano Concerto No.2 in F (op.102), Andante Shostakovitch, 1957.
Overture to Bérénice, Handel, 1737.
Piano Concerto No.21 in C (K467), Andante Mozart, 1785.
A selection of BBC signature tunes including those for Crimewatch and Holiday
Followed by the Bidding, from the Rector, then the hymn:
How Great Thou Art
O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
consider all the works thy hand hath made,
I see the stars, I hear the mighty thunder,
thy power throughout the universe displayed:
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to thee,
How great thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to thee,
How great thou art, how great thou art!
And when I think that God his Son not sparing,
sent him to die - I scarce can take it in,
that on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
he bled and died to take away my sin:
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to thee,
How great thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to thee,
How great thou art, how great thou art!
When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
and take me home - what joy shall fill my heart!
Then shall I bow in humble adoration,
and there proclaim, my God, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to thee,
How great thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to thee,
How great thou art, how great thou art!
Words: Swedish Folk Song, translated Stuart K. Hine, 1912.
Reading
By Jennie Bond, BBC Royal Correspondent:
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet:
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.
Song, Christina Rossetti, 1848.
Anthem
By the choir:
For the beauty of the earth,
For the beauty of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies:
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise.
For the beauty of each hour
Of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale and tree and flower,
Sun and moon and stars of light:
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise.
For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth, and friends above,
For all gentle thoughts and mild:
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise.
For each perfect gift of thine
To our race so freely given,
Graces human and divine,
Flowers of earth and buds of heav'n.
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise.
Text by FS Pierpoint, music by John Rutter, 1978.
Reading
By Sir Paul Condon, Commissioner, Metropolitan Police.
The Epistle of Paul the Apostle to the Philippians chapter 4, verses 4-9 and 11-13:
Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!
Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer
and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.
And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding,
will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble,
whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely,
whatever is admirable - if anything is excellent or praise-worthy -
think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received
or heard from me, or seen in me - put it into practice.
And the God of peace will be with you.
For I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty.
I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation,
whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.
I can do everything through him who gives me strength.
Amazing Grace
All sing:
Amazing grace! how sweet the sound
that saved a wretch like me;
I once was lost, but now am found,
was blind, but now I see.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come:
'tis grace that brought me safe thus far,
and grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me,
his word my hope secures;
he will my shield and portion be
as long as life endures.
Yea, when this heart and flesh shall fail,
and mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within thy veil
a life of joy and peace.
When we've been there a thousand years,
bright shining as the sun,
we've no less days to sing God_s praise
than when we first begun.
Words: John Newton, c.1725-1807
Music: Traditional
Reading
By Bob Wilson, Presenter, ITV Sport.
The Book of Isaiah, chapter 40 verses 25, 26 and 28-31:
"To whom will you compare me?
Or who is my equal?" says the Holy One.
Lift your eyes and look to the heavens.
Who created all these?
He who brings out the starry host one by one,
and calls them each by name.
Because of his great power and mighty strength,
not one of them is missing...
Do you not know? Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no-one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall,
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
Now Thank We All Our God
Sir Cliff Richard then sang This Love, by Dave Cooke and Paul Moessl; arranged by Nick Lacey.
The Address was given by Sir John Birt, Director-General of the BBC.
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Followed by prayers led by The Reverend Ernest Rea.
Then all sing:
Now thank we all our God,
With hearts and hands and voices,
Who wondrous things hath done,
In whom his world rejoices;
Who from our mother's arms
Hath blessed us on our way
With countless gifts of love,
And still is ours to-day.
O may this bounteous God
Through all our life be near us,
With ever joyful hearts
And blesséd peace to cheer us;
And keep us in his grace,
And guide us when perplexed,
And free us from all ills
In this world and the next.
All praise and thanks to God
The Father now be given,
The Son, and him who reigns
With them in highest heaven,
The one eternal God,
Whom earth and heaven adore,
For thus it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.
Words: Martin Rinkart, 1636 (in German). Music: Johann Crüger, 1647
Then The Reverend Prebendary Richard Bewes will give the Meditation and Blessing before the final processional music, the Thunder and Lightening Polka by J Strauss, 1867/1868.
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