Monday, November 28, 2016
He has gone to Him who is the life,
the truth and the way.
He has gone to live a brighter,
fairer day.
Holy! Holy! Now with the angels
he may sing
We who stay behind
unto salvation cling.
In spite of trials and troubles,
his was a life of peace
And those he left can still
uphold that lease.
So at Christmas time let your hearts
with Good Will fill
And thank our Lord for peace
on His earth still.
For at any moment there may sound
that long awaited trump
When incorruptible we drop
this earthly lump.
Adapted from a poem written by Walter's father, Julius E. Brickman.
Deepest condolences from the Brickman family, Calgary, AB
