My Angles

****** And should the Angles' Spread their Wing's As they have done before Say, If their cause should Be lost, Extended upon the Cross ------ Their is this soft song That they shall sing along For the plight of Jesus' Of Thee we do sing.... A long in song ------ For the blessings of life The time He did shed Those so many time's Fore He surely bleed Cut's and lacerations'.... They adorned His head While God's people Did nothing..... Through out the day' All they could do.... Was pray Poet AUTHOR Gary Fields copyright Apr2012 poetrysoup.com