. PALL BEARERS
Brother William D. Bell Brother C.B. Feagan
Brother James c. Jackson;
Brother Eugene c. Moore
Brother John H. Tyler Brother Toby Wilkins
USHERs
Brother William Benning
Sister Lula Calloway Brother Calvin Jones Brother Charles Malcolm, Sr. Sister Margaret Williams Sister Vera Thomas
FLOWER LADIES
Sister Johnnie Bell Sister Louise Glass Sister ~della Jordan Sister Dorothy McGirt Sister Ethel Wallace Sister Clemmie Hatchett
ATTENDANT
Ivey Brothers k92 -Larkin
Funeral Street,
Home
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. Atlanta, Georgia
FUNERAL SERVICES
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BROTHER Jl1MES WILLIS
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Providence Bapt1st Church
w. R. McCall - Pastor
Atlanta, Georgia
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ORDER OF SERVICE . -~
Prelude A Tme for Reflection Processional......................... Words of Comfort Hymn of Comfort : ndot:ne, Ye Disconsolate"... 398
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ScriptUre John 13:31-35
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Hymn of Faith and Hope _"My Faith Looks Up to Theen
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;Three Ninutes Remarks:
Deacon Joseph H. Allen Brother William Benning Deacon Vanester Pugh Deaeon John Tyler
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ACKNOWLEDGJ.ViliNT: ~. Sister Anna :t-~- McCall
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Organ Meditation "The Strife Is 0 1 er 11 238
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The Eulogy: 11He lias A Defender of The Truthn W. R. McCall - Pastor
Closing Hymn "He Leadeth He: 0 Blessed Thought11 405
Recessional ~ Words of Comfort Postlude ~ A Time or Reflecticn
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The amily of the deceased -gratefully acknowledges your prayers, words of sympathy, expressions by cards, telegrams and flowers, and not withstsanding your presence.
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Cormnittal Ceremony at graveside: South View Cemetery
0 STRONG SOUL, BROTHER WILLIS
no strong soul, by what shore Tarriest thou now? For that force,
Surely, has not been left vain! Somewhere, surely, afar, In the sounding labor-house vast Of being, is practiced that strength, Zealous, beneficent, firml
Prompt, unwearied, as herel Still thou upraisest with zeal The humble good from the ground, Sternly repressest the bad! S~ill, like a trumpet, dost rouse Th~se who with half-open eyes Tread the border-land ~im Twixt vice and virtue; reviv'st, Succorestl - this was thy work; This was thy life upon earth.
\-le were weary, and we . Fearful, and we in our march Fain to drop down and to die. Still thou turnedst, and still Beckonedst the trembler, and still Gavest the weary thy hand.
Strengthen the wavering line, Stablish, continue our march, On, to the bound of the waste, On, to the City of God."
He came among us as if out of nowhere t
And staggered our imag,ination with Heavenly veritieSJ He challenged us with the strength of Godly courage. He motivated us with the purpose of responsibilities. Indeed, he kept us sweet with the aroma of Christian love Tis for us to meet and to greet in that Land so Fair1