Sweet Angel Mother of Mary

Sweet angel, mother of Mary So gentle, soft and mild Taken by God’s messenger My dear and precious child. One day you lay there laughing The next day you were gone, The beauty of your wisdom The sweetness of your song. No more I see you laughing, No more I see you smile; I cannot hear you preaching My dear and precious child. The day you left this world of ours The sun began to cry; The moon and starts both dimmed in light Unwilling to say good-bye. The day I heard that phone call, Took in the words being said I felt my heart turn over; I heard that you were dead. I felt I could not carry on An empty space, my heart, I thought of all our games and songs I had to stop us part. But I knew I could do nothing God’s power was far too strong, He wanted you to be with him I’d had you for too long. I could not understand why you So faultless, funny and kind, Your age was only eighteen years So young, yet had such shine Sweet Anne, mother of Mary Where have you now travelled to? Where does your halo glisten? I only wish I knew I wish again I’d see you; Just a moment through the stars, Carried by singing angels; My sweet, sweet precious flower When I have fulfilled my life I will join you in the sky Walk the path that you’ve painted No longer I need cry. One day I’ll be beside you Only now is not my time Again we’ll be together, Your face will look to mine. Sweet angel mother of Mary, So gentle, soft and mild Be in my heart forever, My dear and precious child.