Julie Miller All my tears when I go don't cry for me in my father's arms i'll be the wounds this world left on my soul will all be healed and I'll be whole sun and moon will be replaced with the light of Jesus face and I will not be ashamed for my savior knows my name It don't matter where you bury me I'll be home and I'll be free It don't matter where I lay all my tears be washed away gold and silver blind the eyes temporary riches lie come and eat from heavens store come and drink and thirst no more so weep not for me my friend when my time below does end for my life belongs to him who will raise the dead again It don't matter where you bury me