God Saw You Getting Tired
God saw you getting
tired
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around you
And whispered,
"Come with me."
With tearful eyes we watched you,
And I saw you pass away.
Although
we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard
working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.