(Gathering Flowers for) The Master's Bouquet
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w&m: Marvin Baumgardner, 1940

[Verse 1]
Death is an angel sent down from above;
Sent for the buds of the flowers we love.
Truly, it's so for in heaven's own way,
Each soul is a flow'r in the Master's bouquet.

[Chorus]
Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet,
Beautiful flowers that will never decay.
Gathered by angels and carried away,
Forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet.

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]
Loved ones are passing each day and each hour;
Passing away as the life of a flow'r.
But ev'ry bud and each blossom some day
Will bloom as a flower in the Master's bouquet.

[Chorus]

[Interlude]

[Verse 3]
Let us be faithful 'til life's work is done;
Blooming with love 'til the reaper shall come.
Then we'll be gathered together some day,
Transplanted to bloom in the Master's bouquet.

[Chorus]

[Interlude]

[Repeat Chorus]