Jennifer Lynn Smith: Listen

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Midnight creeps as children sleep, safe in their beds
Helpless they, dream about, children across the world dying
Then they look to heaven, but don’t know what to pray for
Let me be your angel, tell you there’s hope for tomorrow
Let me be your angel, I know my God can do big things with your little hands
Midnight creeps as children sleep, scared for their lives
Helpless they, dream about, a life worth living
Then they look to heaven, but don’t know how to pray for
Let me be your angel, tell you there’s hope for tomorrow
Let me be your angel, I know my God can do big things with your little hands…
Just lift them up to heaven, and pray this little prayer:
God give me an angel; tell me there’s hope for tomorrow
God give me a miracle, I believe you can do big things with my little hands
I lift them up, lift them up, lift them up,
Please lift them up, lift them up, lift them up
God give me an angel; tell me there’s hope for tomorrow
God give me a miracle, I believe you can do big things with my little hands