Sissy

Amazing Grace

The angels sing,

For the beauty

With raven hair

And sky blue twinkling eyes,

That walks and talks

For the first time

On the streets of gold.

The choir swells

With joy,

Oh how sweet the sound

As she dances

And laughs

Before the One

Who made her perfect

In life and in death.

How precious she is,

Her mama and daddy’s heart;

But the Son

Could only

Live without

The bright shining sun

Of her soul

For the twenty five years

He leant her to us,

Then He called

His angel home,

And the heavenly choir

Sings Amazing Grace

With jubilation at her return.