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Manuel will be lovingly remembered as the:
Son of: the late Exon and Elaine Allum
Father of: Nicholas Allum
Father in law of: Sydney Trang Allum
Celebrating
the Life of
Special Friend of: Desmond Tsang
Grandfather of: Dominic and Adrian Allum
Companion of: Zorina Baksh
(mother of Nicholas Allum)
Brother of: Yolande Aleung, Maurus Allum,
Victorina Allum, Carmen Assing (dec.),
Mona Atow (dec.)
Cousin of: Jean and Joan (dec.)
Uncle of: Ann-Marie, Magaret, Gail, Suzette, Kai Fong,
Sandra, Stephen, Susan, Bernard, Brenda, Noel, Anna,
Alloy, Michelle, Rachelle, Wayne , Kathleen , Kenrick
and Ronald (dec.)
Caregivers: Judith, Deborah, Arlena and Leslie-Ann
Acknowledgement
The family of the late
Manuel Allum
wishes to express their gratitude to everyone who lent
support during this difficult time. Your words of comfort,
prayers and help extended are greatly appreciated.
Manuel Allum
Sunrise: 25th June,1928 | Sunset: 24th February, 2016
Service
Wednesday 2nd March, 2016 at 12:30 pm
Belgroves Prayer Room #107-109 Coffee Street San Fernando
Cremation
Belgroves Crematorium at 2:00 pm
Order of Service
When We All Get To Heaven
Reception of the body
Sing the wondrous love of Jesus Sing His mercy and His grace In the mansion's
bright and blessed He'll prepare for us a place
Hymn
When We All Get To Heaven
When we all get to Heaven What a day of rejoicing that will be When we all see
Jesus We'll sing and shout the victory
Eulogy
Nicholas Allum
While we walk the pilgrim pathway Clouds will over spread the sky But when
travelin' days are over Not a shadow, not a sign
Open Floor
When we all get to Heaven What a day of rejoicing that will be When we all see
Jesus We'll sing and shout the victory
Hymn
When The Roll Is Called Up Younder
Onward to the prize before us Soon His beauty we'll behold Soon the Pearly Gates
will open We shall tread the streets of gold
First Reading
Desmond Tsang
When we all get to Heaven What a day of rejoicing that will be When we all see
Jesus We'll sing and shout the victory
Psalm 23 (Crimond)
When we all see Jesus We'll sing and shout the victory
Gospel Reading
Homily
Creed & Intercession
Committal
Recessional Hymn
All I Ask Of You
The Lord's My Shepherd
When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder
When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more
And the morning breaks eternal, bright, and fair;
When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore,
And the roll is called up yonder I'll be there.
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 name's sake.
All I Ask Of You
All I ask of you Is forever to
remember me As loving you.
Deep the joy of being together in
one heart And for me that's just
the way it is.
As we make our way through all
the joys and pain Can we sense
our younger, truer selves?
When the roll is called up yonder When the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder When the roll is called up yonder,
I'll be there.
Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,
Yet will I fear none ill, For Thou are
with me, and Thy rod, And staff me
comfort still.
Someone will be calling you to be
there for awhile Can you hear
their cry from deep within?
On that bright and cloudless morning, When the dead in Christ shall rise
And the glory of his resurrection share; When his chosen ones shall gather to
there home beyond the skies, And the roll is called yonder, I'll be there.
My table Thou hast furnished In
presence of my foes, My head Thou
dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.
Laughter, joy and presence, the
only gifts you are! Have you
time? I'd like to be with you.
Let me labour for the Master from the dawn till setting sun,
Let me talk of all his wonderous love and care; Then, when all of life is over, and
my work on earth is done, And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.
Goodness and mercy all my life Shall
surely follow me, And in God's house
for evermore,
My dwelling place shall be
Persons come into the fibre of our
lives And then their shadow fades
and disappears.
But all I ask of you is forever to
remember me As loving you,
Forever as loving you.