God looked around his garden,
And found an empty space.
He then looked down upon the earth,
And saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you,
And lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,He only takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering,
And he knew that your heart was strained,
He knew that you would never get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough,And the hills were hard to climb,
So he closed your weary eyelids,
And whispered "Peace be thine"
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you didn't go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home
