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I walked down to the river, stood on the shore,
seems like the devil's always tryin' to get in my door.
And just when I thought I couldn't take anymore,
here He came again... my friend.

He keeps sending me angels from up on high.
He keeps sending me angels to teach me to fly.
He keeps sending me angels sweet and true.
He keeps sending me angels just like you.

As I stand on this mountain, face to the wind,
amazed by the number of times I had sinned,
and the countless enemies that should have been friends,
oh here He comes again... my friend.

He keeps sending me angels here they come flyin.
He keeps sending me angels to keep me from cryin.
He keeps sending me angels sweet and true.
He keeps sending me angels just like you.

Some say that it's comin', I say it's already here,
the love that's among us through the joy and the fear.
When I look in your eyes everything is so clear,
my friend... here He comes again.

He keeps sending me angels from up on high.
He keeps sending me angels to teach me to fly.
He keeps sending me angels sweet and true.
He keeps sending me angels just like you.

***Delbert McClinton***

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Friends are angels who lift us to our feet
when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

(midi playing: "Sending Me Angels")

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