(Marvin E. Baumgardner)



Death is an angel sent down from above

Sent for the buds and the flowers we love

Truly 'tis so for in heaven's own way

Each soul is a flower in the Master's bouquet.



Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet

Beautiful flowers that will never decay

Gathered by angels and carried away

Forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet.



Loved ones are passing each day and each hour

Passing away as the life of a flower

But every bud and each blossom some day

Will bloom as the flowers in the Master's bouquet.



Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet

Beautiful flowers that will never decay

Gathered by angels and carried away

Forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet.



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Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet

Beautiful flowers that will never decay

Gathered by angels and carried away

Forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet.



Forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet...