My Sweet Pearlie

Written by: Beverly Crespo

It's clear that God has touched her.
You can see it on her face.
That kind of poise and beauty
Only comes from grace.

I've seen her lay on hands,
And those she touched were healed.
God surely has given her 
A mighty faith to wield.

Sometimes at night
I see her praying on her knees.
I know what she is saying,
"God, please bless her, please."
She doesn't know I know this,
But if I get to heaven,
I will tell her then,
"Thank you my sweet Pearlie,
For helping me get in."