Angels

Is it real, is it not

Does it fly, does it walk

I know I'd like to talk to one

Do I hear the brush of wings

Or just the flutter my heart sings

Oh the comfort that it brings to me

I have friends in high places

Assurance of home, there's a hedge all around me

Every step is foreknown

By the one who is watching

He loves His own

Friends in high places

Surrounding the throne

In the garden on the cross

A battle waged for the lost

In His blood I am washed forever

He has won, I'm purified

I'm protected through the night

He's coming back for me, His bride

I'm ready

Protection

Comfort

Lead me to Him