And He found an empty place.
He then looked down upon the earth
And saw your precious face.
He put His arms around you
And lifted you to rest.
God’s garden must be beautiful,
He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering.
He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you'd never
Get well on earth again.
So, He closed your weary eyelids
And whispered, “Peace be thine.”
Then He took you up to Heaven
With hand so gentle and kind.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you did not go alone,
For part of us went with you,
The day God welcomed you home.
