Gathering Flowers for the Master's Bouquet

At almost every funeral in Chevak we sing a song called "Gathering Flowers for the Master's Bouquet". I had never heard it prior to coming here, but the song sure is beautiful. Thought I'd share it with you, Dad.

"Gathering Flowers for the Master's Bouquet" by Marvin Blumgardner
Death is an angel sent from above,
Sent for the buds of the flowers we love.
Surely it's so, for in Heaven's own way,
Each soul is a flower for the Master's bouquet.

[chorus]
Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet.
Beautiful flowers that will never decay.
Gathered by angels and carried away,
forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet.

Loved ones are passing each day and each hour,
Passing away as the life of a flower.
But every bud and each blossom some day,
Will bloom as a flower in the Master's bouquet.

[chorus]

Let us be faithful 'til life's work is done,
Blooming with love 'til the Reaper shall come.
Then we'll be gathered together some day,
Transplanted to bloom in the Master's bouquet.

[chorus]

Great link to hymns: http://deehymn.homestead.com/mastersbouquet.html

Luv,
Little Little