Gathering Flowers For The Master's Bouquet Lyrics - Connie Smith

Death is an angel sent down from above sent for the buds and the flowers we love 

Truly 'tis so for in heaven's own way each soul is a flower in the Master's bouquet 

Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet beautiful flowers that will never decay 

Gathered by angels and carried away forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet 

Loved ones are passing each day and each hour passing away as the life of a flower 

But every bud and each blossom some day 

Will bloom as a flower in the Master's bouquet 

Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet... 

Now let us be faithful till life's work is done 

Blooming with love till the reaper shall come 

Then we'll be gathered together that day 

Transplanted to bloom in the Master's bouquet 

Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet...