Angels
They speak softly but you can sometimes hear it
Ever over watching us this pure contingent spirit
Full of peace and heavenly glow
They appear and disappear through the door of a shadow
A messenger of God who brings his word
We listen for them but have we really heard
Guarding us from danger steering us to the right
As they sing their songs basking in eternal light
They fly in love and dream of peace until they have a message to send
They shall come for us when we meet our final end
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