Children’s voices fill the air
Life and laughter ring.
Across the Hill of Heaven
Small sweet voices sing.
Gone to be with Jesus
Each little girl or boy
Now run and play as never before
In the land of eternal joy.
Never to know another tear
Or face another pain;
What was a senseless loss on earth
Now becomes Heaven’s gain.
While Heaven is much sweeter,
In your heart you will not be alone;
God fill it up with memories
Of laughter and of love
Of that very blessed child
Who has now gone to his home.
