Angels' Song
Heavens gates are open wide
Your chariot awaits for your glorious ride
Upon the streets of purest gold
Forever more this is your home
Morning walks hand in hand
With God's only Son of man
Angels sing their happy song
Another child has made it home
For those on earth who miss your love
God will comfort from up above
For those gone before who've waited so long
Sing ever so loudly their joyous song
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