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LITTLE ANGELS
When God calls little angels to dwell with him above
The morals sometimes question the wisdom of his love.
For no heartache compares with the death of a little child
They do so much to make our world wonderful and mild
Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to his fold
So he picks a little rose bud before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them, so he takes but few
To make the land of heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult, but somehow we must try
The saddest word mankind knows has always been goodbye.
So when a little child departs we must try and realize
God loves all his children, but little angels are hard to find.
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