Little Angels
Weep not disconsolate souls,
this grief is His design,
to save the innocent seed which He gave,
rest from your anguish and pain,
The Loss is no Loss,
their souls is safe in heaven,
in the arm of Him who gave,
the maker of their soul,
be content with this truth,
they are counted among angels,
and your seed is chosen too,
to escape the troubles of life,
and rest before the King.
weep not disconsolate souls ,
Your loss is God's new Angel.
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