empty place. He then looked down upon the
earth and saw your tired face. He knew that
you were suffering. He knew that you were in
pain. He knew that you would never get well
on earth again. He saw the road getting rough
and the hills were hard to climb. So He closed
your weary eyelids and whispered 'peace is
thine.' He put His arms around you and He
lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best. If tears could build
a stairway, and heartaches could make a lane,
we'd walk a path to Heaven and bring you
home again.