When the White Dove coo's
And Gabriel's horn blows
I will leave this world
Its worries, its woes
I will trade this world
Its empty feeling of being alone
For a life with my father
And a permanent home
I'll take nothing with me
For nothing is what I'll need
Shed no tears of sorrow
When my soul begins to leave
For all my worries will remain here
I will finally be free
