An Angel In My Pocket

Blood running down my tear soaked face

Running to my hiding place

I Lay in a meadow topped with peaceful dew

Oh Father I want to come to you

Take me to heaven

On a charriot of gold

I don’t want to be beaten

I don’t want to grow old

Now fast a sleep I’d fallen

While lying in my final resting place

Thinking it wasn’t worth calling

Thinking God wouldn’t show his face

I arose to truth and light

As an angel stood in my sight

There peace entered my angered soul

And many truths there were told

And God spoke to my heart

I give you this angel

His gifts are yours to carry

I give to you

Never forget I gave to you

An Angel in your pocket

An Angel In My Pocket

nlamkin

Medford, United States

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