Nancy True Knot

Little Nancy true knot couldn't wait for day

Little Nancy true knot had to make her way

No science lab could hold her

From climbing down the sky

The world would know about her

And God would meet her eye

Little Nancy true knot standing at eternity's door

One in several million just waiting for the call

But no numbers could betray her

Because now she's on solid ground

Her eyes and face are open now

Just waiting for the sound

The sound of angels singing

In formation overhead

As God sits down and rests awhile

While jets streams name her overhead