04/07/1925 - Sunset 04/09/2021
God Saw the Road Was Getting Rough
God saw the road was getting rough
The hills were hard to climb
He gently closed those loving eyes
And whispered, "Peace be thine"
The weary hours, the days of pain
The sleepless nights are past
The ever-patient, worn-out frame
Has found sweet rest at last
God saw that you were getting weary
So He did what He knew best
He came and stood beside you
And whispered, "Come and rest"
You bid no one a last farewell
Not even a good-bye
You were gone before we knew it
And only God knows why
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