Rough demo of the first song I ever wrote when I was about 19. Written after a good friend's daughter was still born at 8.5 months and also in memory of the baby my mother miscarried when I was 5 or 6 years old. Lyrics are a bit cheese in places, I was in desperate need of some vibrato, and timing was way off in parts, but it brings back good memories of that time in my life. Bass and 2nd guitar solo by Paul Martin and vocals by Anthony Hills. Dodgy sound quality is because I only had a dubbed cassette copy!

Little Angel

(D&C 122:5-9)

If you are called to pass through tribulation, if you are in perils among false brethren
In perils among robbers or in perils by land or by sea
Accused with false accusations, torn from the arms of your family
Dragged down to prison by enemies, prowling like wolves for the blood of the lamb

Know thou my son all these things shall give thee experience
Know thou my son all these things shall be for thy good

If you should be cast into the pit, into the hands of murderers
If you be cast into the deep and the winds become your enemy
If the heavens gather blackness, elements hedge up the way
And above all, if the very jaws of hell open wide after thee

Know thou my son all these things shall give thee experience
Know thou my son all these things shall be for thy good

For He hath descended, for the Son of Man hath descended below them all
Are you greater than He?
So fear not what man, have no fear what man can do
For God will be with you forever and ever

Know thou my son all these things shall give thee experience
Know thou my son all these things shall be for your good

(My son, peace be unto thy soul
Adversity and afflictions shall be but a small moment
If thou endure it well, God shall exalt thee on high
Thou shalt triumph over thy foes)

It's all good

All These Things

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