God looked around his garden - And found an empty place, 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 always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering -He knew you were in pain. 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.