This Lyric is: #176


MY ANGEL’S WINGS
(c) 2002, Shelly Thompson James

Verse 1
Treasured moments I remember
When Mom would tuck me into bed
And tell a story about the angels
Looking down above our heads
Each night before I’d drift off
To meet them in my dreams
I’d think about Mom’s story
What did it really mean?

Verse 2
I’d study my dear angels
In pictures hanging on my wall
How could they be so strong
That they’d never let me fall
As I grew so did the wonder
And I prayed someday I’d find
An angel with an answer
To the question on my mind

Chorus
Oh what did God use
To make my angels’ wings
Are they feathered like a dove’s
Or made from other things
Like the finest silk and satin
Bound with love and compassion
What did God use
To make my angels’ wings

Verse 3
One night as I laid thinking
About the stories Mom had told
God brought to me a vision
Mom was clothed in white and gold
Yes, He helped me to realize
I didn’t have to search at all
My angel with the answer
Lived just down the hall

Chorus
Mom, what did God use
To make my angel's wings
Are they feathered like a dove’s
Or made from other things
Like the finest silk and satin
Bound with love and compassion
What did God use
To make my angel's wings

Bridge
She said she was not an angel, just a Mom
Caring for her gift received from God
That night as I was drifting off to dream
I heard Mom ask this question of me

Chorus
Oh what did God use
To make my angel's wings
Are they feathered like a dove’s
Or made from other things
Like the finest silk and satin
Bound with love and compassion
What did God use
To make my angel's wings

Tag
What did God use
To make my angel’s wings?

_____________________________________________
Shelly James
belle_fsi@yahoo.com

[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-01-2002).]