On The Wings of Prayer

by Kris Kearns

With her pockets full of prayers,
My Angel's standing there behind me.
When I'm feeling lost and blue
She knows just what to do to find me.

Oh, ho ! On the wings of prayer !
Oh, ho ! On the wings of prayer !

When I'm walking down the street
She is singing soft and sweet beside me.
When trouble is on its way
She knows just what to say to guide me.

Oh, ho ! On the wings of prayer !
Oh, ho ! On the wings of prayer !

And on the dark and stormy night
My Angel's shining bright above me.
When it's dark and I'm afraid,

She knows just what to pray-- She loves me.

Oh, ho ! On the wings of prayer !
Oh, ho ! On the wings of prayer !