THE BATTLE

WHEN DEATH, IT'S MIGHTY GLORY STEALING

CAME SOFTLY IN THE NIGHT,

IT TOOK FROM US OUR LOVED ONE,

THOUGH WE TRIED TO HOLD HER TIGHT.

THE BATTLE RAGED UNTIL THE DAWN,

AND ON INTO THE DAY,

WE WEPT AND PRAYED AND HELD ON TIGHT,

WE WANTED HER TO STAY.

BUT DEATH'S A POWERFUL FOE YOU SEE,

THOUGH WE FOUGHT WITH ALL OUR MIGHT,

THE ANGELS TOOK HER HOME TO HIM.

TO BE SHELTERED IN HIS LIGHT.

THOUGH TIME HAS PASSED SINCE SHE'S BEEN GONE,

WITHIN OUR HEARTS SHE LIVES,

HER LOVE AND JOY AND LAUGHTER,

IS THE LEGACY SHE GIVES.

NOW I NO LONGER FEAR THE TIME

WHEN THE ANGELS COME FOR ME,

FOR I KNOW THAT I WILL FIND HER THEN,

MY DEAREST WIFE.....I SHALL SEE.

(The old Hillbilly)