Wedding bands of gold - hair that is silver
knees now weak once were nimble
Eyes of blue twinkling with life and mischief
closed now in troubled sleep
Seeing him suffer make my heart weep
Father - I pray his soul You will keep
When life's gambit has fully been run
we together will bow in the presents of God's Son
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In chariots of wind high in the sphere
Angels rush to be at our side
Around us they do hover day and night
Fighting the foes we can not see
Listen my love - don't be afraid they are here
Hear the rustle of their wings