| An Angel in Your Pocket |
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I am a tiny angel ...
I'm smaller than your thumb;
I live in people pockets,
That's where I have my fun. I don't suppose you've seen me, I'm too tiny to detect; Though I'm with you all the time, I doubt we've ever met. Before I was an Angel ... I was in a flower; God, Himself, hand-picked me, And gave me Angel power. Now God has many Angels That He trains in Angel pools; We become His eyes, and ears, and hands ... We become His special tools. And because God is so busy, With way too much to do; He said that my assignment Was to keep close watch on you. Then He tucked me in your pocket, Blessing you with Angel care; Saying I must never leave you, And I vowed to stay right there! |