years later, the Good family moved into the area. Then, when a school district was formed, it was called Goodridge School District. The Sharp family has been very closely associated with the Good family ever since, and have appreciated every memory of Mr. and Mrs. Good's godly influence. Paul made his choice to serve God at the age of thirteen in Frances Saunder's and Alva Thompson's mission. He started in the work in B.C. in 1949, and in 1962, went to Taiwan. He returned to B.C. in 1979, and because of the need here, he didn't return to Taiwan to labour. Paul gladly and lovingly laboured in B.C. until his health failed. His last three years were spent in Salmon Arm at Bastion Place. Paul was predeceased by his parents, Ray and Lily Sharp, his brothers Boyne, Bob, Wes, and Albert, and his sisters, Pearl (Hoogers) and Lily (Insco). He is survived by his brother Wallace, of Calgary, Alberta, and his sister Helen, who is presently labouring in the Orient, as well as many nieces and nephews. Funeral Service Tuesday, November 1, 2011 10:00 A.M., Langley, S.C. Officiants Walter Burkinshaw Harold Bennett Richard Den Herder Pianist Grant Good Pallbearers Arnold Blonke Harvey Purves Dan Sigurdson Derek Kelly Monty Wood Jesse McFadden Interment Valley View Memorial Gardens OUR HEARTS O'ERFLOW Lord, our hearts o'erflow with praises For the riches of Thy love, For this wondrous gospel story Sent to earth from heav'n above; For that life of love so lowly, For the cross of Calvary, For the resurrection morning And our living hope in Thee. For this fellowship so precious That unites us by Thy grace, Growing fuller, deeper, stronger, Sundered not by time nor space. Bind us closer, Lord, and closer: As one body may we be, And our love to one another Manifest our love for Thee. In this world of doubt and darkness, Through us may the Light now shine, And our lives reflect a measure Of Thy boundless love divine. Teach us, Lord, to lift the burden Of the weary trav'ller's load, And to journey on together, Ever on the homeward road. So,through all our pilgrim journey Keep us faithful, Lord, we pray, Till, with trumpet loudly sounding, Breaks the dawn of endless day. Then from distant lands, united, Gathered to Thy wounded side- Come! Lord Jesus, Come! Lord Jesus, Haste to claim Thy chosen bride. BIND ME IN THY YOKE Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus; Draw me with the bands of love, For I long to labour with Thee, Christ and Saviour much beloved. Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus; Only thus can I go on: As I hear Thy voice, obeying, For my heart to Thee is W0n. Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus, Step by step to walk with Thee: Living only for Thy will, Lord, From all bondage sets me free. Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus; Other yoke would heavy be. Selfish freedoms are but bondage; In Thy truth is liberty. Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus, From the dawning of the day, With Thy touch of kindness guiding Till the last step of the way. TILL BREAKING OF THE DAY Lord, grant Thy people grace The hosts of sin to face And calmly fill their place Till breaking of the day. Lord, help Thy servants keep Watch through the darkness deep, That they may seek Thy sheep Till breaking of the day. May we united stand, Hand clasped in loving hand, Thy faithful, loyal band Till breaking of the day. Regard our low estate; Our need of Thee is great As we in patience wait The breaking of the day. BIND ME IN THY YOKE Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus; Draw me with the bands of love, For I long to labour with Thee, Christ and Saviour much beloved. Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus; Only thus can I go on: As I hear Thy voice, obeying, For my heart to Thee is won, Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus, Step by step to walk with Thee; Living only for Thy will, Lord, From all bondage sets me free. Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus; Other yoke would heavy be. Selfish freedoms are but bondage; In Thy truth is liberty. Bind me in Thy yoke, Lord Jesus, From the dawning of the day, With Thy touch of kindness guiding Till the last step of the way. |