Angels
Thou art the mysteries of love
On whom our hearts feast.
Bringing to us hope
Of the morrow.
Who found our sorrows everywhere,
Who wiped our tears.
Protecting us with the power of God
In that we are not lost.
Speaking to us in dreams and visions
That we may understand his will.
Guiding our souls to the promised land.
Thou art truly the treasures of all.
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