A Tribute to Ronald Hill (1936-2016)
I Ron, a vessel of honour he was,
Paragon of a Christian man,
Shunning all vain duplicity
In an age of constant make-believe,
Shining a radiant light
In a dark, insidious world.
Creator-God's splendid carving
From a humble piece of clay.
Work of art of a craftsman,
Not etched in silver or gold,
But in the fabric of human flesh—
A diadem in rebellious days.
Man dwelling on the mountain-top
Yet fulfilling all duties of his state,
In intimate communion with his fellow-men,
Often in search of a trusted soul,
Serving others in sincerity and truth.
Splendour of a loving Father,
A life of blessed cheerfulness
Has crossed our sullen path.
We behold a blazing trail of light
That charmed our brother's heart.
Man of integrity, clothed in simplicity,
Championed the cause of righteous living:
A true model of generosity—
A treasure in these recalcitrant days.
Man of peace, fleeing all iniquity,
Intrepid warrior on a stormy sea,
Lays down his outworn armour.
Far from restless turbulence of a stressful world,
Now committed to the silence of the grave!