Please don’t say that I gave up, say that I gave in.
Don’t say I lost the battle, For it was God’s battle to lose or win.
Please don’t say how good I was, but that I did my best.
Just say I tried to do what’s right, to give the most I could not less.
Please don’t give me wings or halos, That’s for God to do.
Please don’t give me more than I deserve, No extra, just my due.
Please don’t give flowers, or talk in hushed tones.
Don’t be concerned about me now, Know I’m well with God, I’ve made it home.
When you draw a picture of me, don’t draw me as a saint.
I did some good, I did some wrong, So use all of your paint.
Not just the light and bright tones, Use some gray and dark.
In fact, don’t put me down on canvas, paint me in your heart.
Don’t just remember the good times, but remember some bad,
For life is full of many things, Some happy and some sad.
But if you must do something, Then I have one last request:
Forgive me for the wrongs I’ve done, and with the love that’s left,
Thank God for my soul’s resting; Thank God for I’ve been blessed, Thank God for all who loved me; Praise God who loved me best!