Here upon this old earth; as another gives God; voice Accepting His Son as Savior; all the Angels rejoice. It only takes one; to spur the Angels onward; to Gods' goal. Relate the story of His only Son; that's many times been told.
The Angels rejoice at the victory; of a soul; saved by grace. I can almost see the gracious smile; upon each loving face. I'd have been on my way to hell; had not His story been told. Told by; a caring Christian; whose mighty heart was bold.
In my mind; I can hear the Angels singing a; sweet hello. I imagine they are "all decked out" in their brightest halo. Maybe we too; should call upon a soul that's; gone astray. Bring them to the Lords' fold; Angels may rejoice; another day.
Lord; help me look unto my Savior; let me be His own. In the life hereafter Lord; help me (never more) to roam. I'd like to hear Angels sing; as did they; o'er loved ones; before. That day they entered Heavens' gates; on that beautiful shore.
They must have beautiful voices; to sing unto our Lord; They must be so in harmony; that they sing of one; sweet accord. Help us convince those; that will come unto; Thee In that one glorious day; singing angels; we shall see.
