An Angel Has Appeared
Late at night, feeling low,
a tear trickles down.
Asking God for guidance,
no answer found.
Still praying, having hope and faith,
knowing my prayers are heard.
Patience and understanding ring in my ears,
sang by a little bird.
God does not work by our clock,
not mine or yours.
Patience is a virtue.
Something God will bless you for.
When the time is here at last,
your angel will appear.
You may not think God listens to prayers,
but I know he always hears.
Have faith. Everyone needs something to believe in.
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