He calls us home
Posted by gauze on Tuesday, December 28, 2010
There's an angel on my shoulder
sent by God to stay with me,
whose
job it is to guide me through
the troubles I can't see
That still small voice inside of me
is sometimes hard to hear,
or perhaps I'm just not listening
with my spiritual ear
Still even though I sometimes find
I'm where I should not be,
He's always there to see me through
and set my spirit free
These angels that He sends to us
to help us in this world,
do that which God has told them to
speaking only what they've heard
From the mouth of God, to angels ears
then straight to our own heart,
There's not one moment in this world
that we are set apart
His angels and His Holy Spirit
ensure we're not alone,
from the moment we come into this world
till the time He calls us home
sent by God to stay with me,
whose
job it is to guide me through
the troubles I can't see
That still small voice inside of me
is sometimes hard to hear,
or perhaps I'm just not listening
with my spiritual ear
Still even though I sometimes find
I'm where I should not be,
He's always there to see me through
and set my spirit free
These angels that He sends to us
to help us in this world,
do that which God has told them to
speaking only what they've heard
From the mouth of God, to angels ears
then straight to our own heart,
There's not one moment in this world
that we are set apart
His angels and His Holy Spirit
ensure we're not alone,
from the moment we come into this world
till the time He calls us home