| God saw that you were getting tired |
| And a cure was not to be. |
| So he puts his arms around you |
| And whispered "Come to me" |
| With tearful eyes we watched you suffer |
| And saw your muscles fade away. |
| Although we loved you dearly |
| We couldn't make you stay. |
| A golden heart stopped beating |
| And a determined spirit was at rest. |
| God broke our hearts to prove to us |
| He only takes the best. |
| Your loved and missed |
| your children |