I came into the parlor,
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a precious soul had gone home.
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I grieved with the family,
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who'd been left all alone.
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The tears were freely flowing,
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their loss so hard to bear.
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It was then I looked around me,
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she was the prettiest flower there
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-CHORUS-
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Angels stood at attention
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when she was called away
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For she'd held the hand of Jesus every day.
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Heaven's choir played her anthem
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As they welcomed one so rare.
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heaven knows she is
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the prettiest flower there.
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I placed a rose by her side,
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it seemd I saw her smile.
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I remembered how she blessed all those
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she met o'er the miles.
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Eternally she's resting now
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in a garden so fair.
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And when Heaven looks upon her,
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it sees the prettiest flower there.
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Angels stood at attention
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when she was called away
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For she'd held the hand of Jesus every day.
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Heaven's choir played her anthem
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As they welcomed one so rare.
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heaven knows she is the
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prettiest flower there.
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Heaven's choir played her anthem,
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as they welcomed one so rare.
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Heaven knows she is
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the prettiest flower there.
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Heaven knows she is the
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prettiest flower there.
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Prettiest Flower There
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Rhonda Vincent |