Her light shines my way as I walk alone, With a prayer and a song she'll lead me home. A warrior on her watch protecting a friend. I fear no evil with her glory all around, She's there to lift me up if I ever fall down. That voice you hear in the back of your mind, Its your Angel waiting for you to find. A whispered promise stealing, o'er every broken string.
Gentle words fall lightly, but they have great weight.
One snowball of suspicion can start an avalanche of sorrow. There is joy among the Angels, And their harps with music ring, When a sinner comes repenting, Bending low before our king.