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.