God saw you getting tired, br When a cure was not to be. br br So He wrapped his arms around you, br and whispered, 'Come to me'. br br You didn't deserve what you went through, br So He gave you rest. br br God's garden must be beautiful, br He only takes the best br br And when I saw you sleeping, br So peaceful and free from pain br br I could not wish you back br To suffer that again.