1 Thessalonians 4:13-18 ; 1 Corinthians 15: 54b-58
Dedicated to my dad, Ralph Mooney upon the death of his brother Louis

Sometimes goodbye just comes too soon
Whether nine or ninety-two
You were always here with me
And I thought we would always be
Running on the paths
Of childhood dreams and fantasies
Now you've gone on ahead
Left me here behind
Remembering what you said
And waiting for the time
When we will all be renited
I know you're walking streets of gold
Loved ones there you meet
Mama's hand you hold
In fellowship so sweet
I know you're walking streets of gold
Loved ones there you meet
Daddy's hand you hold
Sitting at his feet
But my heart won't say goodbye
Do you recall the day
When you told me of the change
A Man who came to die
To bear all of my pain
We walked the path all our lives
With Jesus by our side
Now you've gone on ahead
To see Him first again
And left me here behind
Waiting for the time
When we will all be reunited
We'll be walking streets of gold
Loved ones there we'll meet
Mama's hand we'll hold
In fellowship so sweet
We'll be walking streets of gold
Loved ones there we'll meet
Daddy's hand we'll hold
And sit at Jesus' feet
And our hearts won't say goodbye
Never have to say goodbye