Her Heart Sings
She's one of our Father's sweet angels,
And is filled with His grace.
Each Sunday she enters the choir loft,
And takes her usual place.
I see the joy that comes from a grateful heart,
When the words begin to flow.
She lifts her song toward the heavens,
And her love for God does show.
Her face radiating with a smile,
This is where she wants to be.
Singing the hymns that she loves so much,
That God's love others may see!
I'm sure our Father smiles down,
As she glorifies His name.
And knows this precious angel,
Will be His one day to claim.
She brings such joy to my heart ,
And never fails to touch.
She's such an inspiration ,
And is loved so much!