My earthly life has weaved its end
My soul is swept in heaven's wind;
The Lord cried out for me, Rochelle,
I had to answer death's ringing bell.
I leave you in joy, but in sorrow
Rejoice my name, for tomorrow;
You shall see, I loved God faithfully,
And entered Paradise triumphantly.
Do not weep and mourn for me
And do not ever fear;
For God's will is for
And He called on me for eternal rest.
In memory of me, keep your salvation
With a reward of heaven's ovation;
On August 27th, I walked down streets of heavenly gold,
And into God's strong loving hold.
Thus saith the LORD the maker thereof, the LORD that formed it, to establish it; the LORD is his name. Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and show thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not. Jeremiah 33:2-3