Hark the Herald Angels Sing

Saying, My name is Gabriel, I stand in the presence of 'God.... Whom seekest thou, Mary ? My Lord, while tears caressed her cheeks His Majesty is not here, but has risen: tell the others He shall go before them Into Babylon with Our Father's mighty Angels; and tell that fox, We cast out demons ? There's a little black spot on the sun, today; tis the same old thing as, yesteryear I have stood here before amid their nuclear rain; with her world turning circles at his edge Of they've gone insane ? Martin my man, we have a dream too: Ask not what your country can do For you rather, what you can do for your world ? This candle in the wind, never knowing whom to turn unto.