My halo could use a polishing hand.
My garment is patches and old.
I was proud to be your Angel here.
I'm now ready to join your fold.

The children you gave me, now are grown.
My back is bent from earthly chores.
I've told your story to all I've met;
JOY! Some of them came to be yours.

I felt bad when one of my children,
Had to leave this earth before me.
Oh, the joy to wrap her in my arms!
Oh, how happy my child will be!

I see your shining light before me.
I've dropped my cane and tall I stand.
My garment is new. My halo shines....
All because of my Master's Hand.

He touched me and all my pain is gone.
He touched me and made me all new.
Here I am now, in my Master's home.
He's waiting to welcome you too.