My God,
It is to you I pray,
please forgive me
for what I may have done,
to make you take my sweet love,
away.

Our children
are so young,
their lives barely begun,
to have their mother whisked away.
I tell them that she went to visit Jesus
and he wishes her to stay.

I try to sleep at night,
but tears get in the way.
My sudden solitude
seems to consume my thoughts.
I miss my wife!
My life will never be the same!

When morning arrives
it starts yet another
dismal day.
I try my best,
with little rest,
to take care of our precious children.
My Lord
It is not fair
that you swept,
my sweet love away!

Steadfast we stay;
each night we pray
that she is protecting us,
from going
astray.
We hope she has angel wings
and still sings,
is happy and not sad.

Sometimes I see
my sweet love
out of the corner of my eyes;
only to be shadows.
Again,
I cry!
Why my Lord,
did you take her away?
I wish it had been me
who died!