Where I have gone I am not so small. My soul is as wide as the world is tall. I have gone to answer the call, the call Of the One who takes care of us all. Wherever you look, you will find me there-In the heart of a rose, In the heart of a prayer. On butterflies’ wings, on wings of my own, To you, I’m gone, But I’m never alone- I am home He Only Takes the Best
God saw that she was getting tired, A cure was not to be. So He put His arms around her and whispered, “Come with Me.” With tearful eyes, we watched her suffer, And saw her fade away. Although we loved her dearly, We could not make her stay. A golden heart stopped beating, Hard working hands to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes “the best”.