| The Little Dog Angel Author Unknown High up int the courts of Heaven today A little dog Angel waits; With the other Angels he will not play But sits alone at the gates. "Iknow that my master will com, says he And when he comes he will call for me." He sees the Spirits that pass him by As they hasten toward the throne; And he watches them with a wistful eye As he sits at the gates alone. "I know if I just wait patiently Some day my master will come,"says he. And his master, far on the earth below, As he sits in his easy chair, Forgets sometimes and he whistles low For the dog that isn't there. And the little dog Angel cocks his ears And dreams that his master's call he hears. I know when at last his master waits Outside in the dark and cold, For the hand of Death to open the Gates That lead to those courts of gold, The little dog Angel's earger bark Will comfort his soul in the shivering dark. |
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