In Loving Memory of
Stanley Franklin Williams
5/29/33 - 4/14/97

HIS FATHER HAS CALLED HIM HOME

Come with me my precious son,
for all your work on earth is done.
No more pain no more fears,
no more sorrows, no more tears,
no more burdens you shall bear
in your manison in the air.
On streets of gold you shall roam,
for your Father is calling you home.

As heavens gate opened wide
Dad joyfully walked in side.
Then he knelt down to his King
as all the angels began to sing.
And when he heard Amazing Grace
he gazed into his Saviors face.
He knew the promise to be true,
that Jesus died for me and you.

On Streets of gold Dad now roams,
for his Father has called him home.