I heard the bells toll up on high
and from their song I knew thereby,
a saint of God came home to stay,
and all that I could do was pray
and give my thanks to God above
for one who lived a life of love.
He served his church and family well,
whose faith and conduct did compel
our souls to rise and follow suit
that we might share his joyful fruit.
He was the youngest of them all,
but in the faith he stood so tall.
His smile could stir our hearts to sing
and turn the winter into Spring.
And on his gentle smiling face
reflected glory shown by grace,
a shining light so soft and bright
it pierced the darkness and the night.
He loved so much his lovely girls,
who are their mother’s string of pearls.
They smile his smile with shining eyes
whose beauty reaches to the skies.
Blessed with courage and with strength
and like their mom can go the length;
Our prayers are with these saints of God
and for their strength we do applaud.
The days ahead will bring new light.
They’ll come on holy wings despite
the pain and sorrow now we feel
but by God’s grace our hearts will heal.
And though there still be pain to bear,
our Lord Jesus has been there.
He will lead to pastures green,
that we may see great things unseen.
And we will know this sacred time
as a moment so sublime,
when we reflected on the man
the stoutly leader of the clan.
He is so held in high esteem
we miss you so beloved Eugene.