To Rest Beneath the Pines

Chaplain Timon Davison · Friday, March 8, 2013
In some far day when I’m laid to rest, I pray that I might be

on a quiet hill, with a gentle slope, beneath an old pine tree.

I’d like a view to see the road, and farmers who till the land

and the place that’s been a special home, and blessed by God’s own hand.

I want the wind to blow from time to time, with eagles soaring in the skies.

I especially like the song it sings, as it whispers through the pines.

Evergreens are everlasting, like God’s eternal love

that helps us through our journeys here, from Heavens up above.

Yes let me rest on a gentle slope, that’s near some swaying pines

and come and visit every once-in-’while, and share the gift of time.

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