On Angels wings the children go,
O'er horizons, touching rainbows,
Soaring, sauntering, in the sky,
Going e'er gracefully by,
Light raining down like snow.

They are the babes, in days gone by,
They saw the sunset in the sky,
Lived, felt love, and now they lie,
Where daises dwell and grow.

But in Heaven they jump and run,
O'er it's valleys, under its sun,
God's truth be theirs, they wave it proud,
Sung in song that's long and loud,
A truth for everyone.