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Ted

by Jim Bob Swafford

I've got a friendly angel.
He lives here in my room.
Every time my light goes out.
He shows himself in radiant bloom.

I know that he's a friend of mine
'cause that's just what he said.
He calls me by my name every time.
And me … I call him Ted.
And he speaks.

Come and play with the Angel's band, where children run and jump. You can see the angels jump rope and play hide and seek. As you wake my child, Ted will be nearby.

My dad doesn't believe he's real.
He doesn't believe in Ted.
Say's "don't be silly son, turn out the light.
And go to bed.

But he is for real, just like I said.
And he visits me each night.
You just come by at bedtime.
and turn out my light.

(If you care to,)

Then you'll meet Ted
my friendly angel
and …

Come and play with the Angel's band, where children run and jump.
You can see the angels jump rope and play hide and seek.
As you wake my child, Ted will be nearby.

John 3:18
He who believes in Him is not judged; he who does not believe has been judged already, because he has not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God.

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