On August 25th, the woman who gave birth to me passed away. She was unable to fulfill her role as a mother to me, but I met her later, in my 20's. I suspect she had a very difficult life. I feel relief that her journey on earth is done, and she is free.
Cathy Panther
~ 1949-2011 ~
LYRICS:
When I go don't cry for me In my Father's arms I'll be
The wounds this world left on my soul will all be healed and I'll be whole
Sun and moon will be replaced with the light of Jesus' face
And I will not be ashamed for my Savior knows my name
The wounds this world left on my soul will all be healed and I'll be whole
Sun and moon will be replaced with the light of Jesus' face
And I will not be ashamed for my Savior knows my name
It don't matter where you bury me I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay all my tears be washed away
Gold and silver blind the eye temporary riches lie
Come and eat from Heaven's store come and drink and thirst no more
So weep not for me, my friend when my time below does end
For my life belongs to Him ,who will raise the dead again
It don't matter where you bury me iIll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay All my tears be washed away
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