Gabriel
Bearer of good news and of her choice
Friend of my Mother
How sweet the sound of your voice
You, who serves no other
Than the One who knows the time
Of when the death angel’s wings will no longer shudder
Of when all the saints shall forever dine
How silent and deafening your horn
To the ears of God’s children, to mine
Your blasts are for the sinner forlorn
Will I finally hear you play?
Have you been the one guarding me since I was born?
Will the gray angel take my spirit to a dark lake to lay?
Will this be how I meet your heavenly companion?
Will it be in my sleep or when I travel through my day?
Or will I lose my life to death a champion?
I beg thee
Protect me from the demon.
Pray for me
That I may be crowned with a holy death
Pray to the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit, all three
So that I may dwell where not a tear is left
In the house of the Lord, where there is joyful laughter
And all is illuminated without a Sun and Love is breath
Pray that the Lord and I will be together
Pray for me beside our lady, pray close to Mother.
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