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| I am a tiny angel ... I'm smaller than your thumb; I live in people pockets, That's where I have my fun. |
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I don't suppose you've seen me, I'm too tiny to detect; Though I'm with you all the time, I doubt we've ever met. |
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Before I was an Angel ... I was a fairy in a flower; God, Himself, hand-picked me, And gave me Angel power. |
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Now God has many Angels That He trains in Angel pools; We become His eyes, and ears, and hands ... We become His special tools. |
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And because God is so busy, With way too much to do; He said that my assignment Was to keep close watch on you. |
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Then He tucked me in your pocket, Blessing you with Angel care; Saying I must never leave you, And I vowed to stay right there! |