Woodstock Old Students Association

Spiritual Service, 10:30 AM , ,

July 7, 2013

Welcome Les Sauer '60

Prelude String Trio: Bill Kinzie '55, Judie Landry '51, Paul Joines spouse'62

Quartet in C, 1st Movement, by W. A. Mozart

Opening Hymn Be Thou My Vision

Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart,Naught be all else to me, save that thou art;Thou my best thought, by day or by night.Waking and sleeping, thy presence my light.

Be thou my wisdom, and thou my true word:I ever with thee and thou with me, Lord;Thou and thou only the first in my heart;Great God of Heaven, my treasure thou art.

Great God of Heaven, my victory won,May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heaven's Sun!Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.

••w ... ~ -Opening Prayer Sharon Sauer, spouse and staff'60

Reading Jonathan Larson'65

"In Praise of Climbing" from / Have Loved Beauty by Vera Francesi

Grey are the rocks and blue the sky,The ridge is treeless, the sweet grass dry,And the untamed winds of the northern heightSpeed the track of the eagles' flight.

This sun-drenched wilderness weaves its spellO'er us who down in the valley dwell,And lost is peace and fled contentTill our feet on the upward path are bent.

Toil is sweet in the crisp, clear airAnd courage is high to do and dare.While the narrow path and precipitous hillOur hearts with the joys of adventure fill.

The snows loom high in a radiant chain,The Custura flutes its morning strain;The misty dew on the browning grassLeaves us wet, as our footsteps pass.

So up and up with the sun we climbUnheeding the moments of fleeting time,Till we panting rest on the rock-strewn heightsBathed in the splendour of noontide light

Then lo! A thrill both strange and sweetCreeps over us, for at our feetSerene and dewy, gentians lieOpen to the wide, blue sky.

Ever to our expectant eyesComes some form of sweet surprise;But who could guess, this crag that towersGaunt and bare, was blue with flowers?

Who could see, while distant yetAgainst the grey, blue's coronet?Is climbing then, too hard a priceTo pay to enter paradise?

Hymn This Is My Song Music by Jean Sibelius

This is my song, 0 God of all the nations,A song of peace for lands afar and mine.This is my home, the country where my heart isHere are my hopes, my dreams, my holy shrine;But other hearts in other lands are beatingWith hopes and dreams as true and high as mine.

My country's skies are bluer than the ocean,And sunlight beams on cloverleaf and pine;But other lands have sunlight too, and clover,And skies are everywhere as blue as mine.0 hear my song, thou God of all the nations,A song of peace for their land and for mine.

Reading Helen Arnott '60

"There is Religion in Everything" by John Ruskin, from Earth Prayers

There is religion in everything around us,A calm and holy religionIn the unbreathing things in Nature.It is a meek and blessed influence,Stealing in as it were unaware upon the heart,It comes quickly, and without excitement,It has no terror, no gloom,It does not rouse up the passions;It is untrammeled by creeds...It is written on the arched sky,It looks out from every star,It is on the sailing cloud and in the invisible wind,It is among the hills and valleys of the earthWhere the shrubless mountain-top pierces the thin atmosphere of eternal

winter,Or where the mighty forest fluctuates before the strong wind,With its dark waves of green foliage;It is spread out like a legible language upon the broad face of an unsleeping

ocean;It is the poetry of Nature;It is that which uplifts the spirit within us...And which opens to our imagination a world of spiritual beauty and holiness.

WOSA Choir Peggy Jenks, Staff, Conducting, String Trio,Piano

"Reflections" by Peggy Jenks (2013)

The mountains are alive with majesty, with might, power, and strength.They declare the wonder of the Universe!Rustling Deodars whisper long lost secrets.Narrow pathways follow deep valleys.Colorful birds swoop and soar.Snow-covered Himalayas glistening in the sun.Dripping, dropping raindrops fall,Pounding, thundering raindrops fall.Lightning, crashing. Dripping raindrops fall.Rivers of water flooding down walkways.The night sky clears and the moon shines a silver beacon.Billions of stars sparkling like diamonds.Birdsong wakens at dawn as mist hides the view.The scent of pine fills the air.Gushing streams tumble and dance.Awesome beauty all around us, beauty all around.

We lift up our voices to the Creator in joyful song.

Responsive Reading Edith Theis-Nielsen '60Psalm 100

Be joyful in the Lord, all you lands;Serve the Lord with gladnessAnd come before God's presence with a song.

Know this: The Lord alone is God;we belong to the Lord, who made us,we are God's people and the sheep of God's pasture.

Enter God's gates with thanksgiving;Go into the holy court with praise;Give thanks and call upon the name of the Lord.

For good is the Lord,Whose mercy is everlasting;And whose faithfulness endures from age to age.

Hymn When in Our Music God is Glorified

When in our music God is glorified,And adoration leaves no room for pride,It is as though the whole creation cried, "Alleluia!" -

How often, making music, we have foundA new dimension in the world of sound,As worship moved us to a more profound 'lAlleluia!"

Let every instrument be tuned for praise!Let all rejoice who have a voice to raise!And may God give us faith to sing always: "Alleluia!"

Reading Christopher Green'90

"The Beauty of the Trees" by Chief Dan George from Earth Prayers

The beauty of the trees,the softness of the air,the fragrance of the grass,speaks to me.

The summit of the mountain,the thunder of the sky,the rhythm of the sea,

speaks to me.

The faintness of the stars,the freshness of the morning,the dewdrop of the flower,speaks to me.

The strength of the fire,the taste of salmon,the trail of the sun,and the life that never goes away,they speak to me.

And my heart soars.

Meditation Suzanne Jonas, spouse'59

The Sound of God

In Memoriam Gate Whitcomb '66 and DavidScott'52

Responsive Reading Raj Bery '45Jewish Prayer from Earth Prayers

How wonderful, 0 Lord, are the works of your hands.The heavens declare Your glory,The arch of sky displays Your handiwork.

In Your love You have given us the powerTo behold the beauty of Your worldRobed in all its splendor.

The sun and the stars, the valleys and hills,The rivers and lakes all disclose Your presence.

The roaring breakers of the sea tell of Your awesome might,The beasts of the field and the birds of the airBespeak Your wondrous will.

In your goodness You have made us able to hearThe music of the world. The voices of loved onesReveal to us that You are in our midst.

A divine voice sings through all creation.

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Postlude String Trio andPiano

Woodstock Graduation March by Mendelssohn arranged by Bollinger '45,Dykestra, and Kinzie '55. Piano: Robert Bonham '59

Offering collected at the door will be donated to Uttarakhand flood relief.Please donate cash or checks made out to Woodstock School (not WOSA).

Special thanks:

Sara Berry and the Townsend Garden Center for the floral arrangements.

Judie Landry '51 and Terry Connell '58 for preparing In Memoriam.*

Peggy Jenks for composing "Reflections" specifically for this occasion.