Sing You Home

Let me sing you home, Darling;
The road’s been so painful and long.

I hope it would be a little easier
Brushed by the wings of a song.

How many times we sang the way home;
Some times you listened, some times sang along.

And the journey was shortened in laughter and love
Blessed by the sharing of song.

Now, you’ve trudged the path of struggle and pain,
Giving your best with a smile,
Keeping your chin up, giving me cheer,
Sharing strength from above; it’s your style.

Though it wrenches the heart to whisper, “Good-bye,”
To the lover and dear friend I’ve known,
Could be, you’re being ushered into God’s presence,
And, our Savior’s face to you shown,
What a privilege to hold you and show you my love
And sing my brave darling home.