In tears we saw you sinking,
We watched you fade away,
You suffered much in silence,
You fought so hard to stay.
You faced your task with courage,
You felt your hope descend,
But still you kept on fighting,
Until the very end.
God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be,
So he put His arms around you,
And whispered, "Come with Me."
So when we saw you sleeping,
So peaceful, free from pain,
We could not wish you back,
To suffer that again.