My
God! Blessed be His name!
She shows her strength through the tambourine Leading
each song and daring the drummer
To stray from her beat
She teaches and loves
She doesn’t even hear her own complaints
Day after day
She travels between the church and family’s homes,
spreading peace
Finally free of worldly restraints
Though she was sick
She refused to let the doctors attempt to manipulate His plan She
only depended on Him
Because He made her beautiful
She is beautiful
Shining and cleansing the air with her warmth
Hugging everyone who came to mourn
Whispering with the wind
When praises go up, blessings come down
How can you miss me when God said I can stay around?
She admires the flowers before lying to rest And in
the ground, we see
“Be beautiful”