We knew little that morning that God was going to call your name. In life we loved you dearly, In death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, You did not go alone. For part of us went with you. You did not go alone. The day God called you home, You left us precious memories. Your love is still our guide. And though we cannot see you, You are always by our side. Our family chain is broken, And nothing seems the same. But as God calls us one by one, The chain will link again. Your memory is our keepsake, With which we'll never part. God has you in his keeping, We have you in our heart.