Good Looked Around His Garden

God looked around His garden,

And found an empty space.

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 takes only the best.

He knew that you were suffering,

He knew you were in pain,

He knew 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 did not go alone,

For part of us went with you

The day God called you home.