I will lift up mine eyes 
Unto the hills 
From whence cometh my help 
My help cometh from the Lord, 
Which made 
Heaven and Earth.

It's difficult when someone
Who is loved cannot be there
But memories that are
Made and shared 
Will keep a loved one near And God with loving wisdom Will be there to guide us through
He'll help us meet tomorrow
And He'll give us strength anew

Walk softly through this quiet wood 
For here our dreams lie sleeping 
Watched over by the friendly stars 
And mourned by night winds weeping
Until the brightness of the dawn 
Shall bring a new tomorrow And love shall heal all aching hearts 
And leave no room for sorrow

No matter how downhearted
And discouraged we may be
New hope is born when we
behold 
Leaves budding on a
tree 
And troubles seem to wane When robins start to sing 
For God never sends the Winter 
Without the joy of Spring