A special servant sent by God
upon this Earth, a path to Trod
the way was steep, the cross was worn
from many miles, so battle-torn
He was tired of fighting - in despair
yet God heard his desperate prayer
He carried him on angel's wings
to heaven's gates to be with him
He gazed on high and in his midst
the angels lifted wings so swift
and carried him so tired and torn
to heaven's gates to heal his form In tender love, did God embrace
this man with tears upon his face
said, son, I chose you for this path
knew I could trust you in the wrath of earth's great trials, many fall
yet you, you stand against the wall
I am by your side, I'm holding you
I won't let go, so hold me too!