But you'd always find him present - even on a rainy day.
He had a hearty handclasp for the stranger in the aisle;
And a friend who was in trouble found sunshine in his smile.
He always paid up promptly and tried to do his share,
in all the ordinary tasks for which some have no care.
His talents were not many, but his love for God was true;
His prayers were not in public but he prayed for me and you.
An ordinary member? I think that I would say….
He was an extra-ordinary, in a humble sort of way.
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