Death is an angel sent down from above sent for the buds and the flowers we love
Truly `tis so for in heaven`s own way each soul is a flower in the Master`s bouquet
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
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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 the flowers in the Master`s bouquet
Gathering flowers...
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Let us be faithful till life`s work is done blooming with love till the reaper shall come
Then we`ll be gathered together for age
Transplanted to bloom in the Master`s bouquet
Gathering flowers...