Jakob's Ladder (Rory Don Moore) Tiny little soldier, born into the night. Heart of a warrior, can he make the fight? Blessed are the meek and blessed are the young. We place him in your hands, prayers to be sung. (chorus) Jakob climb your ladder, high into the sky, Find you an angel, tears in my eyes. Jakob climb your ladder, high into the sky, Find you an angel, forever fly. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.