Oh Lord why do you take our loved ones to be with you
    Do you not think, that we need them too
      You have so many,  and we have so few 
        I ask you Oh Lord, why do you need them with you
                                                              
       I looked up into the sky and let out a cry 
        I ask you lord, Please give me a reply 
         I hung my head down and continued to cry 
        All of the sudden, he sent to me, his reply

Their work there on earth has been done well 
            I need them here now,   So mine, will one day be to
         They'll all help me get ready to welcome more 
        For one day, You'll all come through my door

You to will set at my table as others will do 
       You will drink from my glass as I offer to you
      You will eat of my bread that I give unto you
       One day you will set at my table with those
           I have but loaned unto you
            We will all rejoice as one family 
          As family should do

Written By:  Bruce Meyer
      Sunday, June 23, 2002
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