from the poem “for the fallen“ by
TRANSCRIPT
“They shall grow not old, as we that are left
grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in
the morning We will remember
them.”From the poem “For the Fallen“ by
Laurence Binyon
In 1990, a substantial fire broke out at the Grange in Derby and caused widespread damage to the property. Amongst many losses, an alabaster
memorial to the fallen of the Great War with a carved heavy oak frame was destroyed. This memorial was unveiled on the 15th March 1924 by the then RW Provincial Grand Master for Derbyshire His Grace the Duke of Devonshire and listed the names, military rank and Masonic Lodges of the twenty Derbyshire Brethren who lost their lives in the Great War. The Memorial had been transferred to the Grange from Gower Street in 1972 where it had been located inside the main entrance.
It had long been the hope that this memorial would one day be
replaced, and since 2018 marks the 100th anniversary of Armistice day, the Provincial Grand Master for Derbyshire Arthur Steven Varley has commissioned a monument at the rear of the Grange as a mark of respect for the fallen in the Great War and other conflicts since.
The new monument was designed by W Bro John Wood and W Bro
Eddie Baldwin in conjunction with Horobin Memorials and will serve as a reminder of the debt owed by all of us to those who made the ultimate sacrifice.
The Memorial Dedication Ceremony - Friday 2nd November 2018
Muster time 14:55
Bugler sounds Alert (followed by General salute) 14:59
Procession to the monument – Provincial Grand Master and VIP’s
Prayer – Rev. Tony Luke
Hymn – “O God our help in ages past”
Address - the Provincial Grand Master
The roll of honour – Provincial Grand Chaplain
Bugler sounds Last Post
Dedicatory prayer – Rev. Tony Luke
The unveiling of the Memorial - the Provincial Grand Master
Bugler sounds Reveille
Wreath laying
The Benediction – Rev. Tony Luke
Bugler sounds Alert
Recession – Provincial Grand Master and VIP’s
Bugler sounds Fall Out
O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.
Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.
A thousand ages in Thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.
Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be Thou our guard while life shall last,
And our eternal home.