[male
vocals] (
Spoken)
Oh
Lord,
we
come
before
You
with
heavy
hearts
today.
A
beautiful
soul
has
answered
the
Master's
call.
Mrs.
Vida
Catherina
Nyantakyi...
our
beloved
Vida
Sarkodie.
At
fifty-five,
you
have
completed
your
journey
here
on
earth.
Rest
peacefully,
dear
Vida.
Until
we
meet
again.
The
news
came
like
a
storm
in
the
morning
light,
Shattering
the
peace
of
a
quiet
day.
We
never
thought
the
shadows
would
fall
so
soon,
Taking
you
from
the
path
where
you
used
to
sway.
Your
laughter
was
a
melody,
sweet
and
pure,
A
comfort
to
the
weary,
a
healing
balm.
Now
we
look
at
the
empty
space
you
left
behind,
Trying
to
find
a
way
to
stay
strong
and
calm.
Rest
now,
Vida,
in
the
arms
of
the
Lord,
Your
work
is
finished,
you’
ve
earned
your
sweet
reward.
Though
we
weep
today
in
this
valley
of
tears,
We
hold
the
memories
of
all
these
precious
years.
Sleep
well,
dear
sister,
in
that
heavenly
home,
Where
pain
is
forgotten
and
you’
re
never
alone.
Fifty-five
years
of
grace
you
poured
on
us
all,
Like
rain
on
the
thirsty
ground,
you
gave
so
much.
We
remember
the
kindness
in
your
gentle
eyes,
And
the
warmth
that
radiated
from
your
touch.
The
house
feels
cold
without
your
bright
spirit
here,
The
garden
waits
for
hands
that
won't
appear.
We
whisper
prayers
into
the
stillness
of
the
air,
Hoping
they
reach
you
in
the
heaven
where
you
are.
Rest
now,
Vida,
in
the
arms
of
the
Lord,
Your
work
is
finished,
you’
ve
earned
your
sweet
reward.
Though
we
weep
today
in
this
valley
of
tears,
We
hold
the
memories
of
all
these
precious
years.
Sleep
well,
dear
sister,
in
that
heavenly
home,
Where
pain
is
forgotten
and
you’
re
never
alone.
Oh,
death
where
is
your
sting?
Oh,
grave
your
victory?
You
are
just
a
gateway
to
eternity.
We
are
not
saying
goodbye
forever,
just
for
a
while,
Until
we
see
once
more
your
radiant,
loving
smile.
The
Master
called
your
name,
you
answered
the
cry,
Leaving
this
earth
to
reach
for
the
sky.
Your
legacy
is
woven
in
the
hearts
of
those
you
loved,
A
tapestry
of
stories,
a
gift
from
up
above.
We
will
walk
with
the
lessons
you
taught
us
so
well,
With
tales
of
your
virtue
that
the
children
will
tell.
Though
our
hearts
are
heavy,
our
spirits
are
bound,
By
the
promise
of
glory
where
you
can
be
found.
Rest
in
the
silence,
rest
in
the
light,
Everything
is
peaceful,
everything
is
bright.
Rest
now,
Vida,
in
the
arms
of
the
Lord,
Your
work
is
finished,
you’
ve
earned
your
sweet
reward.
Though
we
weep
today
in
this
valley
of
tears,
We
hold
the
memories
of
all
these
precious
years.
Sleep
well,
dear
sister,
in
that
heavenly
home,
Where
pain
is
forgotten
and
you’
re
never
alone.
Rest
peacefully,
Vida
Sarkodie.
You
fought
the
fight,
you
ran
the
race.
Go
home
to
your
Maker,
go
home
to
His
grace.
Until
we
meet
again,
until
we
meet
again.
Sleep
on,
sleep
on. (
Fade
out
with
soft
guitar
melody)