Little lost angel in the snow,
Shivering cold from wing to toe,
Little lost angel didn’t know,
Which was the way to Jubilo,
Which was the way to Jubilo.

“Little lost angel, come!” said I,
“Here is my house, all warm and dry,
Little lost angel, don’t you cry,
I’m very pleased that you stopped by,
I’m very pleased that you stopped by.”

Little lost angel smiled at me,
Nibbled his cake and sipped his tea,
Said, “You have made me fine and warm,
May the Lord keep you from all harm,
May the Lord keep you from all harm.”

Little lost angel rose to go,
Fluttered his wings and curtseyed low,
Here are his footsteps in the snow,
Where I showed him the way to Jubilo,
Showed him the way to Jubilo.