Death is an angel sent down from above
Sent for the birds and the flowers we love
Truly to soul for in heavens own way
Each soul is a flower in the masters bouquet.
Gathering flowers for the masters bouquet
Beautiful flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels, and carried away
Forever to bloom in the masters bouquet
Loved ones are passing each day and each hour
Passing away as the life of a flower
But every bird and each blossom someday
Will bloom as a flower in the masters bouquet
Gathering flowers for the masters bouquet
Beautiful flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels, and carried away
Forever to bloom in the masters bouquet
Now let us be faithful 'til life's work is done
Blooming with love 'til the reaper shall come
Then well be gathered together that day
Transplanted to bloom in the masters bouquet
Gathering flowers for the masters bouquet
Beautiful flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels, and carried away
Forever to bloom in the masters bouquet
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