God Came By My Folk’s Home Place
God came by my folk’s home place,
while there, he saw Mom’s face.
And gently took her by the hand
lead her to the Promised land.
He let us have her all these
To raise us up and dry our tears,
To give us love and always
To make us smile when she was there.
But now her work on
earth is done,
She lays in wait, beneath the sun.
With smiling face
and outstretched hand,
God will take her to the Promised
Her cares are gone, all swept away,
She waits there now,
for her special day,
A flower in God’s garden, with her very own
‘Cause God came by my folk’s home place.
© Loree (Mason)
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