When a loved one leaves our side by death the pain is near more than we can take, The gaping hole in our hearts, our lives can make us wish we could sleep and not wake. But if our loved ones for God did live if to the Lord, their hearts they gave, On the golden shore of heaven they live there is only an empty shell in their grave. Though we reminisce about the past of things they said or did back then, They're in our future, waiting till at last God calls us home, there to join them. We weep for those who've gone away we talk of how much we miss them, But the future holds new joys for us one day where the past is only a rustling in the wind.