Sweet silver angels over the sea   Please come down flying low for me      One time I trusted a stranger   'Cause I heard His sweet song   It was gently enticing me, there was something wrong   When I turned, He was gone      Blinding me, His song remains reminding me   He's a bandit and a heart breaker   My Jesus was a cross maker      Sweet silver angels over the sea   Please come down flying low for me      He wages war with the devil with a pistol by His side   He's always chasing him out of windows   And He won't give him a place to hide   But he keeps His door open wide      Fighting him, He lights a lamp inviting him   He's a bandit and a heart breaker   My Jesus was a cross maker   Yeah, Jesus was a cross maker