When God calls little children to dwell with Him above, We mortals sometimes question the wisdom of His love. For no heartache compares with the death of one small child Who does so much to make our world seem wonderful and mild. Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold, so He picks a rosebud before it can get old.
God knows how much we need them, and 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 will always be “Goodbye” So when a little child departs, we who are left behind Must realize God loves children, Angels are hard to find.
Little Angels
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Little Angels
When God calls little children
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache compares with
the death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world
seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling the aged
to His fold, so He picks a rosebud
before it can get old.
God knows how much we need them,
and 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
will always be “Goodbye”
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
Angels are hard to find.
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