God
Bless Jim Shaw
By
Exile
May
God bless Jim Shaw a true gentle man,
May
God bless Jim Shaw, and I’m certain He can,
Jim
was one of Your subjects who lived by Your code,
Your
principles his yardstick down life’s rocky road,
Exemplary
husband, father and brother-in-law,
The
graciousness and genuine goodness we saw,
In
one of the quiet men You placed on this earth,
Integrity
was his hallmark from the day of his birth,
The
fine tenor voice that sung the 23rd Psalm,
And
‘How Great Thou Art’ is now silent and calm,
Intellectual
and handsome, fine athlete to boot,
You
sent him to war in a drab khaki suit,
With
tin helmet and kit-bag, ‘303’ on his shoulder,
He
perfectly epitomised the young wartime soldier,
Where
he witnessed the butchery at the beaches of Salerno,
And
the awesome destruction of Monte Cassino,
Patriotic
and committed, he took it all in his stride,
He
stood up and was counted, served his country with pride,
You
spared him his life, he returned to the fold,
For
Your Christian values You knew he’d uphold,
Long
serving Kirk elder, Presbyterian example,
A
Freemason who studied King Solomon’s Temple,
And
with typical loyalty he returned to the Mill,
I
wonder how many remember him still,
Crossword
pencil in pocket, slide rule in hand,
Solving
mathematical problems no one else could understand,
A
numerical genius, great bridge playing mind,
Considerate,
compassionate, thoughtful and kind,
He
was admired and respected by all that he met,
His
dignity and judgement I will never forget,
His
clarity of thinking, his pure common sense,
His
modest demeanour, his unpretentiousness,
Camouflaged
the steel that was under his skin,
The
strength and endurance to never give in,
Jim
was never ‘short term’, that was never his style,
When
he made up his mind he went the full mile
So
our thanks to you Lord, for the privilege of knowing,
Our
thanks to you Lord for the privilege of going,
Through
part of our lives in the company of a man,
Who
came out of a mould from Your original plan,
Destined
for Heaven from the day of his birth,
Our
thanks to you Lord for Jim’s time on earth.
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