Michael and His Angels
Crystal stars shine in God's glorious and sacred skies ---
Bringing a wonderful peace to my heart and eyes ---
Softly blowing is the air that caresses my humble face ---
Which allows me for a moment to dwell in a Heavenly place ---
In the distance, if I listen and really truly pray ---
I can hear the sounds of the saints giving praise all of the day ---
To the Lord of Hosts, whose kingdom will never end ---
Where Michael and His Angels in the final battel will defend.
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