copyright Crystal Lewis



Is it real, is it not

Does it fly, does it walk

I know I'd like to talk to one



Do I hear the brush of wings

Or just the flutter my heart sings

Oh the comfort that it brings to me



I have friends in high places

Assurance of home, there's a hedge all around me

Every step is foreknown

By the one who is watching

He loves His own

Friends in high places

Surrounding the throne



In the garden on the cross

A battle waged for the lost

In His blood I am washed forever



He has won, I'm purified

I'm protected through the night

He's coming back for me, His bride

I'm ready



Protection

Comfort

Lead me to Him