My Rendition of "THE MASTERS BOQUET"

Nancy Shields

Huntington, United States

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Death is an angel sent from above
Gods beautiful flowers that we all love
He’s gathering His children for that coming day
To take them on high where they’ll never decay
Gathered by angels and carried to Him
To bloom there forever, free from all sin
loved ones are passing each day and each hour
Passing away as the life of a flower
but never forget that each one that we hold
We’ll hold once again on those streets of pure gold
Each soul is a flower in the Master’s bouquet
That time cannot wither or cast it away
Continue in love by the master’s hand
Be faithful in blooming and at His commands’
Graves will come open to return unto Him
The soul that is sleeping at rest and within
Death cannot claim us for He is our King
Old age is replaced with the flowers of Spring
Gods beautiful flowers we hold every day
that we take for granted His loving bouquet
*Beautiful flowers for the Masters bouquet
His faithful children to be taken away
Gathered by angels and carried to Him
To bloom there forever, free from all sin

Written and Composed By:
Nancy Whitmore-Shields
Copyright © 2008

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