Rita

Bebo Norman

Lay down softly in our sorrow 
Lay down sister to die 
And cover over, my sweet Father 
Cover over her eyes 

Your broken body, it cannot weather 
The years your youth still longs to spend 
So go down graceful, sleep with the angels 
And wake up whole again 

'Cause it was not your time; that's a useless line 
A fallen world took your life 

But the God that sometimes can't be found 
Will wrap Himself around you 
So lay down, sister, lay down 

Slower passing are the hours 
To tell this tale that takes its time 
But the finest moment, no man can measure 
Is to look your Savior in the eyes 

So take her tender to Your table 
Take her from this killing floor 
To taste the water that is forever 
Let her be thirsty no more 

It was not her time; that's a useless line 
A fallen world took her life 

But the God that sometimes can't be found 
Will wrap Himself around you 
So lay down, sister, lay down 

And the God that sometimes can't be found 
Will wrap Himself around you 
So lay down, Rita, lay down