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God saw you getting tired When a cure was not to be, So He closed His arms around you And whispered, "Come to Me".
You didn't deserve what you went through and so He gave you rest, God's garden must be beautiful He only takes the best.
And when we saw you sleeping So peaceful and free from pain, We could not wish you back To suffer that again.
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Last modified: 1-1-2000
Nate Sarbin <nate@sarbin.com>