So Little Time
If I had known how much I would
Have missed her when she left,
I would have thought of deaths embrace
As robbery or theft.
If I had known how much I would
Have missed her when she died,
I would have prayed dear Jesus please
Take me, but I just cried.
WHY DID SHE HAVE TO LEAVE ME!
WHY DID SHE HAVE TO GO!
WHY DID SHE HAVE TO DIE MY LORD!
WHY I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW!
She died so very suddenly
We did not have much time,
Though from the very day we met
I knew she would be mine.
I loved her yes with all my heart
I prayed for her in life,
I prayed each day she would be blessed
I prayed she'd be my wife.
So lovely,tender,pure and free
I treasured all her love
She stored up for only me
This lady, was my dove.
Now I am left to wonder God.
Now I am left to pine.
Why did she die first Lord
Now when will come my time.
For fifty years in marriage
Our hearts did intertwine.
She now has left to meet you God.
So very little time.
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