God has chosen to raise me as his own
Before my life on earth could ever be
We know it doesn't seem fair
Perhaps something we couldn't foresee.
God knows all, hears all, and sees all
Even though we may not understand
I now have the honor of being with him
In his precious holy land.
It's not a punishment of any kind
There is no one at fault
It was what he had planned for me
A better way of which he sought.
Now that I am with him
What better place could there be
I live and fly with the angels
As my tiny soul is set free.