God looked around His garden
     And He found an empty place.
He then looked down upon this 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 rought,
     And the hills were hard to climb.
So He closed your weary eyelids,
     And whispered “Peace be thine”.
It broke our heart to lose you,
     But you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you
     The day God called you home.