Knitting Prayer

My grandma gave me this a while ago. I thought it was cute :)

The Knitter's Prayer

I pray when risen from the dead,
I may in glory land.
Perhaps a crown upon my head,
But four needles in my hand.
I never learned to sing or play,
So let no harp be mine.
From childhood to my dying day,
Plain knitting's been my line.
And so accustomed to the end,
In plying useful stitches,
I'll be content if given to knit
the little angels' britches.

I wonder what kind of yarn they would have for the angels' britches? Probably malabrigo...