There's an angel on my shoulder,
though I've never heard her sing,
I know she keeps me safe each day and close beneath her wing.
My angel does not play a harp or rest in clouds all day.
She's much too busy guarding me, keeping me from harm's way.
She rejoices in my life's success and weeps when I'm in pain.
She picks me up when I have failed and helps me try again.
Tonight I'll say a prayer for her, and thank the Lord above
for sending me an angel to lead me with her love.