Death is an angel sent down from above

Sent for the buds and the flowers we love

Truly ’tis so, for in heaven’s own way

Each soul is a flower in the Master’s bouquet

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

Loved ones are passing each day and each hour

passing away as the life of a flower

But every bud and each blossom some day

Bloom as a flower in the Master's bouquet

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

Let us be faithful till life’s work is done

Blooming with love ’til the reaper shall come

Then we’ll be gathered together someday

Transplanted to bloom in the Master’s bouquet

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