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