My poor heart was heavy,
my poor heart was stone.
Then I heard them - they were angels,
and they were singing: 'you're not alone.'
'There is a peace
you've never known.'

I could hear trumpets,
I could hear them blow.
Then the angels summoned chariots,
the angels told them
'swing, swing low'
the angels told them
'swing, swing low'

Sweet gospel music
carry this boy, away from danger
Sweet gospel music
carry this boy, towards the light
Sweet gospel music
carry this boy, away from danger
Sweet gospel music
carry him home tonight

If your heart is heavy,
if your heart is stone,
may you hear them - they are angels.
They may be singing about a throne,
about a peace, in the never-known.

Sweet gospel music
carry this boy, away from danger
Sweet gospel music
carry this boy, towards the light
Sweet gospel music
carry this boy, away from danger
Sweet gospel music
carry him home tonight

Sweet gospel music
carry this boy, away from danger
Sweet gospel music
carry this boy, towards the light
Sweet gospel music
carry this boy, away from danger
Sweet gospel music
carry him home tonight