Mark Balet - Holy Ground

Daddy's Little Angel

Isaac Isaac apple of my eye

You are my favorite star
Daddy's little angel from the sky
You fill my heart with joy, fill my heart with joy
Precious fruit of love
Joy come in the morning, joy come in the morning
Joy come in the morning, joy come in the morning

Feelings no words can express
Miracles and wanders, amazing grace
Every time I look into your eyes
Heaven's knocking at the door
I will always be there to catch you if you fall

You are my favorite star
Daddy's little angel from the sky
You fill my heart with joy, fill my heart with joy
Precious fruit of love
Joy come in the morning, joy come in the morning
Joy come in the morning, joy come in the morning

Laughter where sorrow used to reign
Softened my ice cold heart of stone
With your tiny little hands hey
What a blessing from above
O what a blessing from

You are my favorite star
Daddy's little angel from the sky
You fill my heart with joy, fill my heart with joy
Precious fruit of love

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Writer(s): Mark Balet
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