Tell me angels spy,
Give me wings to fly,
And strength to help me try,
In this world I'm thirsty and dry,
Watching me from on high.
Tell me angels know,
My pain when I walk on snow,
My soul when there's nothing left to show,
My heart when it beats so slow,
And all that brings me low.
Tell me angels watch over me,
When my earthly guide fails to see,
Fall from my mother's loins like a little pea,
Downcast into the deepest sea,
Where life can never be.
Tell me angels love,
So caring and harmless as a dove,
Watching me from heaven above,
Directing my steps and move,
And sharing in my grief and groove
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