"They shall obtain joy and gladness, and sorrow and sighing shall flee away .... Isaiah 35:10"
"I am not a Christian: I only follow after, if haply I may attain it ..... doing good unto all men."
[ Rev. John Wesley, June 1739 ]
( Mos Byrnes who liked gardening and visiting the Blue Mountains was buried here, on
land donated by a forbear, John Lees. Mr Lees began at this spot in 1815 the oldest
Wesleyan place of continued prayer/repentence in the southern hemisphere. )
Mostyn
1920 - 2007
Mostyn with his mother Janet, at Mayfield - 1940s
The Funeral Service for
Mostyn Arthur Byrnes
*
2:15 PM
Friday 12 January 2007
held in
Castlereagh Chapel
1727 Castlereagh Rd, Castlereagh NSW 2749
Photo of some years ago
Photo
taken 12 January 2007 (the rear bell tower is a newer addition)(
The present Methodist Church - built 1847 - is the third to be built at this site.
Rum Corps soldier turned pastoralist, John Lees, donated the land on which the first
Wesleyan Church in Australia was built in 1817. He is buried in the Cemetery which dates
from 1836. The adjoining weatherboard Hall (1864) housed the Wesleyan school which was
established by 1840 and operated until the Upper Castlereagh school opened opposite in 1887. )
THOSE WHO TOOK PART IN SERVICE:
The Service was conducted by:
Reverend Richard Udy
Readings from Bible:
Ann Lim
Eulogy:
Ken Byrnes
Poems:
Ann Byrnes
Organist:
John Drummond
THE ORDER OF SERVICE
INTRODUCTION (Minister)
PRAYER (Minister)
HYMN (All)
The Lord’s my Shepherd
The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want;
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.
My soul He doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E’en for His own names sake.
Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill;
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.
My table Thou has furnished
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me,
And in God’s house for evermore
My dwelling-place shall be.
(By William Whittingham 1524-79;
Francis Rous, 1570-1659, with revisions)
(Hymn 50 in Methodist Hymn Book, 1954)
READINGS FROM BIBLE: (Ann Lim)
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
A Time for Everything
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.
John 14:1-6, 27
Jesus comforts his Disciples
"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going."
Jesus the Way to the Father
Thomas said to him, "Lord, we don't know where you are going, so how can we know the way?" Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me........Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
(Words from: New International Version (NIV) Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society
NIV at IBS International Bible Society NIV at Zondervan Zondervan )
EULOGY (Ken Byrnes)
POEMS (Ann Byrnes, on behalf of Doreen Byrnes & Juliet Byrnes)
Reading of extracts from 19th Century Australian poems:
"Fair Castlereagh" by Charles Tompson (1807-83).
"Bellbirds" by Henry Kendall (1839-82).
HYMN (All)
Amazing Grace
Amazing grace! (How sweet the sound)
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
"T’was grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears reliev"d;
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believ’d!
Thro’ many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
‘Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promis’d good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease;
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
(By John Newton 1725-1807)
(With other title & spellings appeared in
"Olney Hymns" 1779)
MEDITATION (Minister)
PRAYERS OF THE PEOPLE (Minister)
COMMENDATION (Minister)
LORD’S PRAYER (All)
Our Father, which art in heaven: Hallowed be thy name, Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, In earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our Daily bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive them that trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory, For ever and ever. Amen.
(Methodist Hymn Book, 1954, p91)
BENEDICTION (Minister)
Following the Service, we adjourned to the adjacent Cemetery for the Burial.
( Followed by Refreshments in the
recently opened Gloster Udy Memorial Hall, situated behind the Chapel)
*
.... whereupon the grave of Mostyn was backfilled ....
.... with a headstone yet to be added ....
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(Printed on separate loose A5 sheet)
POEMS (extracts)
Fair Castlereagh
Fair Castlereagh, I trace thy landscape round,
Each well known spot to me is sacred ground;
In ev’ry mead – in every bow’r or tree,
Some dear companion – some old friend I see:
The myrtle grove that skirts thy sloping sides,
And the tall summit from the plain divides,
The rich acacias waving o’er the rill
That pours its scanty stream beneath the hill;
Thy spreading vale - ....................
By Charles Thomson (1807-1883).
Published in 1826 in his
"Wild Notes: From the Lyre of a Native Minstrel"
widely regarded a the ‘first substantial book of verse’ written
by a person born in Australia
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Bell-birds
By channels of coolness the echoes are calling,
And down the dim gorges I hear the creek falling,
It lives in the mountain where moss and the sedges
Touch with their beauty the banks and the ledges.
Through breaks of the cedar and sycamore bowers
Struggles the light that is love to the flowers;
And, softer than slumber, and sweeter than singing,
The notes of the bell-birds are running and ringing.
By Henry Kendall (1839-82)
