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Yesterday was the last time I heard a sound on my lips.
Song
1. Yesterday was the last sound on my lips,
Today the funeral bell rings for my soul,
Yesterday I lived here among you,
Now the coffin closes me off from you.
2. I have become like a plucked grape,
Over which the autumn breeze weeps.
I had to part with my life,
From my loyal, loving loved ones.
3. But the Lord called me, on this long journey,
My Jesus called me to go to Him.
So that for the earthly life I left behind,
He would give me a heavenly reward with His hands.
Today the funeral bell rings for my soul,
Yesterday I lived here among you,
Now the coffin closes me off from you.
2. I have become like a plucked grape,
Over which the autumn breeze weeps.
I had to part with my life,
From my loyal, loving loved ones.
3. But the Lord called me, on this long journey,
My Jesus called me to go to Him.
So that for the earthly life I left behind,
He would give me a heavenly reward with His hands.