Order
OF SERVICE
EMMANUEL APOSTOLIC CHURCH 6114 S.W. 41st Court Miramar, Florida 33024
Officiant: Bishop Ernest L. McDonald FEBRUARY 20, 2021 AT 11:00 A.M. Moderator Elder Orville Segree Congregational Song How Great Thou Art O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder, Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made; I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Chorus:
And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing; Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in; That on a Cross, my burdens gladly bearing, He bled and died to take away my sin.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
When through the woods, and forest glades I wander, And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation, And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart. Then I shall bow, in humble adoration, And then proclaim: “My God, how great Thou art!”
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
Opening Prayer Dr. Monica Jones 1st Scripture Giovanni Koppen (Grandson) Psalms 91:1-12 Poem Jevaughn Bravo (Grandson) Musical Item Lovina Koppen (Granddaughter) & Sandhya Koppen (Daughter) Song Sis. Danice & Company
2nd Scripture Psalms 37:1–5
Kimoni Williams (Grandson)
Poem Shelenia Virgo (Niece) Congregational Song
When We All Get To Heaven
Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, Sing His mercy and His grace; In the mansions bright and blessed He’ll prepare for us a place.
Let us then be true and faithful, Trusting, serving every day; Just one glimpse of Him in glory Will the toils of life repay.
Refrain:
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.
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! While we walk the pilgrim pathway, Clouds will overspread the sky; But when trav’ling days are over, Not a shadow, not a sigh.
Poem Tavaris Wilson & Treyshawn Othello (Grandson) 3rd Scripture Kyana Williams (Granddaughter) 1 Corinthians 15:52-58 Dance Davida Grant (Niece) Open Tribute (Two minute Each) Audio Tribute Venetta Virgo (Sister) Slide Show Eulogy Mrs. Janet Grant (Sister) Solo Sis Valerie Thompson Sermon Bishop Ernest McDonald Prayer for the Family
Sis. Violeta Headley
Acknowledgments
Royal Funeral Home
Recessional Hymn Till We Meet Again (Kirk Franklin)
Memories IN PHOTOS
Memories IN PHOTOS
Graveside HYMNS
WHEN THE ROLL IS CALLED UP YONDER
When the trumpet to the Lord shall sound And time shall be no more And the morning breaks eternal bring and fair When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore And the rolls is called up yonder, I’ll be there
On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise And the glory of His resurrection share When His chosen ones are gathered to their home beyond the skies And the roll is call up yonder, I’ll be there
Refrain 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
Let us Labor for the Master from the dawn ‘til setting sun Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care Then when all of life is over and our work on earth is done And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there
OH I WANT TO SEE HIM As I journey through the land, singing as I go, Pointing souls to Calvary—to the crimson flow, Many arrows pierce my soul from without, within; But my Lord leads me on, through Him I must win. Refrain Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face, There to sing forever of His saving grace; On the streets of glory let me lift my voice, Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice. When in service for my Lord dark may be the night, But I’ll cling more close to Him, He will give me light; Satan’s snares may vex my soul, turn my thoughts aside; But my Lord goes ahead, leads whate’er betide.
When in valleys low I look toward the mountain height, And behold my Savior there, leading in the fight, With a tender hand outstretched toward the valley low, Guiding me, I can see, as I onward go. When before me billows rise from the mighty deep, Then my Lord directs my bark; He doth safely keep, And He leads me gently on through this world below; He’s a real Friend to me, oh, I love Him so.
Acknowledgments
THANK YOU The family of Barbara Sinclair would like to sincerely thank you for your prayers, support and acts of kindness as we continue to go through this difficult moment. PALL BEARER Alexander Williams (Son) Winston Virgo (Nephew) Jevaughn Bravo (Grandson) Chadrick Johnson (Nephew) Bijon Virgo (Nephew) Desmond Sinclair (Nephew) SERVICES ENTRUSTED TO Royal Funeral Services Inc. 17475 N.W. 27th Avenue Miami Gardens, FL 33056 305-625-6818 INTERMENT Hollywood Memorial Gardens 6301 Taft St. Hollywood, FL 33024
REPAST Party Time Entertainment Group, Inc. 6230 Miramar Parkway Miramar, FL 33023 954-985-6886
A LIMB HAS FALLEN FROM
Our Family Tree
THAT SAYS GRIEVE NOT FOR ME REMEMBER THE BEST TIMES THE LAUGHTER, THE SONG THE
Good Life
I LIVED
WHEN I WAS STRONG