From the lakes, from the hills, from the sky
All is well, safely rest
God is nigh.
Fading light dims the sight
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright
From afar, drawing near
Falls the night.
Thanks and praise for our days
Neath the sun, neath the stars, neath the sky
As we go, this we know
God is nigh.
I'd like the memory
of me to be a happy
one. I'd like to leave
an afterglow of smiles
when life is done. I'd
like to leave an echo
whispering softly down
the ways of happy times
and laughing times and
bright sunny days. I'd like
the tears of those who
grieve, to dry before the
sun of happy memories
that I leave when life is done.
