Words To Live By
The Perfect Place
Written by: Great Grandma Vorse
Dear Lord,
Our baby girl has come to you
We lay her, softly, in your arms.
We know with you Lord
She'll always be safe from harm.
As a precious child in heaven
She'll run and play.
We ask for your help, Lord
Let the hurt lessen, each and every day.
Someday we'll all be with her,
And know her beautiful face.
But for now, Dear Lord
We know our angel is in the perfect place.
Amen.
Our baby girl has come to you
We lay her, softly, in your arms.
We know with you Lord
She'll always be safe from harm.
As a precious child in heaven
She'll run and play.
We ask for your help, Lord
Let the hurt lessen, each and every day.
Someday we'll all be with her,
And know her beautiful face.
But for now, Dear Lord
We know our angel is in the perfect place.
Amen.
An Angel Never Dies
Written by: Anonymous
Don’t let them say I wasn’t born,
That something stopped my heart
I felt each tender squeeze you gave,
I’ve loved you from the start.
Although my body you can’t hold
It doesn’t mean I’m gone
This world was worthy, not of me
God chose that I move on.
I know the pain that drowns your soul,
What you are forced to face
You have my word, I’ll fill your arms,
Someday we will embrace.
You’ll hear that it was meant to be,
God doesn’t make mistakes
But that wont soften your worst blow,
Or make your heart not ache.
I’m watching over all you do,
Another child you’ll bear
Believe me when I say to you,
That I am always there.
There will come a time, I promise you,
When you will hold my hand,
Stroke my face and kiss my lips
And then you’ll understand.
Although I’ve never breathed your air,
Or gazed into your eyes
That doesn’t mean I never was,
An Angel never dies.
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A million times we'll miss you,
a million times we'll cry.
If loving could have saved you,
you never would have died.
In life we love you dearly,
In death we love you too.
In our hearts there is an empty place,
no one could fill but you.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
but you never went alone.
for part of us went with you,
when God took you home.
His garden must be pretty,
he only wants the best.
He put his loving arms around you
and said: "My child, come home to rest".