The long walk called life
Tired my soul
When no longer could I take it
Thy hand accompanied my soul
To find my way to Thee
Alas! I found my resting home
Back home rests my better half
All alone to grieve and mourn
Selfish I was but helpless I am
To Thee I entrust
Help her soul
To seek Thee, To find Thee
And in the end
Find her resting home
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