Weep not, as Autumn's gold leaves are falling
To sleep no more in pain,'tis God's calling
This earthly plane brings but tears and grieving
yet~aches my heart,upon your soul leaving
He's lessen your distress,took as His own
lifted life's burdens,and carried you home
Yes,the Oak tree still stands, as strong winds blow
At the foot of mountains,slender trees grow
and eagles fly high, as ever before
your spirit boards their wings with them to soar
Above the mountain top~ you're smiliing down
Seen from a diff'rent light~ what beauty found
To sleep no more in pain,'tis peace and rest
Weep ne'er a tear~ as Autumn's trees undress