The Lord saw you getting tired

And a cure was not to be,

So He put his arms around you

And whispered, "Come with me."

With tearful eyes we watched you suffer

And slowly fade away

Although we loved you dearly,

We could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,

A beautiful smile at rest,

God broke our hearts to prove

He only takes the best.

It's lonesome here without you

We miss you every day,

Our lives aren't…