On differing perceptions of death

By my grandfather's bed, my mother is reading,

Psalm 62, God is our refuge,

My grandfather stirs, could it be,

He is waking, one final time,

He has something to say,

If you only knew what lies awaiting

If you could only see what I can see

If you could only hear the music playing

The angels singing sweet victory

Oh, if you only knew, if you only knew,

How much he loves you

By my grandfather's bed, my mother is broken,

Psalm 17, O God I call on you,

She doesn't want to hear

Any words about leaving

My grandfather says

"Fear not, this is my time,

And into his presence I'll fly"

If you only knew what lies awainting

If you could only see what I can see

If you could only hear the music playing

The angels singing sweet victory

Oh, if you only knew, if you only knew,

How much he loves you

(Randy Travis , If You Only Knew)