I was walking home from school on a cold winter day,
Took a short-cut through the woods, and I lost my way.
It was gettin' late, and I was scared and alone.
Then a kind old man took my hand and led me home.
Momma couldn't see him, but he was standin' there.
I knew in my heart he was the answer to my prayers:
Oh, I believe there are angels among us,
Sent down to us from some where up above.
They come to you and me in our darkest hours,
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give.
To guide us with a light of love.
When life held troubled times and had me down on my knees,
There's always been someone to come along and comfort me.
A kind word from a stranger to lend a helping hand;
A 'phone call from a friend just to say: "I understand."
Now ain't it kinda funny, at the dark end of the road,
Someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope?
Oh, I believe there are angels among us,
Sent down to us from some where up above.
They come to you and me in our darkest hours,
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give.
To guide us with a light of love.
They wear so many faces, show up in the strangest places,
Grace us with their mercies in our time of need.
Oh, I believe there are angels among us,
Sent down to us from some where up above.
They come to you and me in our darkest hours,
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give.
To guide us with a light of love.
To guide us with a light of love.
Writer(s): Becky Hobbs, Don Goodman
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