Our old angel,
whose wings were torn and fade,
had waited so long for this day,
so she and finally fly away.
In the old home,
she didn't have much hope.
And now this is her chance,
so she took just one glance,
at the past.
At heaven at the door,
Jesus awaits to open the gates,
he takes her into the place,
where everyone sings amazing grace.
So now she's past the gates,
now she's in a better place.
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