Weeep Not For Me

WEEP NOT FOR ME If some day soon the words stop coming Like they are coming now, Do not fear and weep for me And wonder where I am somehow. For I will be in a better land Free from all my pain, And I will never suffer heartaches And will have a brand new name. I may be going home soon, I'm not sure. Jesus will set the time. Then I'll leave this world behind me And to my mansion I will climb. I hope I will leave a memory of me Or be a blessing in some way That when you stop and think of me You will smile throughout the day. That's what I really want in this life Not riches, glory or fame; But to win a soul for Jesus' Kingdom And believe upon His name. So, if the words stop coming to you Please do not weep for me. Just notice all the butterflies And know I am set free. ©Written by Ann Hart Copyrighted November 2002 To God be all the glory Forever and ever