God looked around his garden,
And found an empty space,
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 only takes the best.

He knew you were suffering,
He knew you were in pain,
He knew you might never
Get well upon this earth again.

He saw the road was getting rough,
And the hills were hard to climb
So he closed your weary eye-lids,
And whispered "Peace be thine".

It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you never went alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.

Precious Memories

You can't buy precious memories
With silver or with gold,
They come to us without a price
As the years of life unfold.

I've longed for many things in life,
some with hidden thorns of pain.
Knowing what was best for me,
God sent both sunshine and rain.

Hard times teach us to appreciate
Good times when they come along,
If all of life was fun and pleasure,
How could we ever grow strong?

God in His infinite wisdom
has given me many good years,
taught me to suffer with others,
to feel their sorrows and tears.

So if you want precious memories
As the years of life unfold,
Learn how to love one another,
It's worth more than silver or gold.