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Published by Remembering You Always, 2016-10-20 16:41:19

Angelina Igge

Angelina Igge

In Loving Memory

Angelina Sue Igge

May 30, 1931 - October 20, 2016

Beloved Mother, Sister, Grandmother,
Great Grandmother, Great-Great Grandmother

and Cousin

The Twenty Third Psalm

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 pre-
parest a table before me in the presence of mine
enemies. Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup run-
neth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life; and I shall dwell in the house of
the Lord for ever.


So live, that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan which moves

To that mysterious realm, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,

Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed

By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

Order of Service

Chapel Services: Opens with Greetings and Prayer 23 Psalms
Minister: Pastor Charles Royal
Eulogy and Family Comments

Song: His Eye Is On The Sparrow

Ryan Griffin, Dwayne Vincent, Dustin Hillcrest,
Martin Hampton, Garcia Christian
and Dario Gomez
Benediction, The Lords Prayer

Crossing The Bar
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,

When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,

Too full for sound and foam.
When that which drew from out the boundless deep

Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,

When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place

The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face,

When I have crossed the bar.
—Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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