Another child took in his arms
to carry an angel, a work of love.
God needed this child to fill his
throne, to sing in the heaven above.
God has a plan for his angel to send
a beautiful message to the earth below.
My child with golden hair and eyes of blue,
God gave you a pair of wings, he loves you so.

My angel, you are with God, now,
he needed you, so please don’t cry anymore.
You may not be in your mother’s arms
but she knows you are safe, past heaven’s doors.
My angel there is a lot going on in life
down below and you will spread a lot of love.
Child of God, please play your golden
harp and let your halo light shine above.