Servants
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Servants
Halos of golden fire,
white stainless robes,
shoes, slippers and boots
made of lace…
Your faces sweet, and child-like.
I know your names, one and all
“Angels”.
You are His…
You are His…
You go where he says,
You do as he says,
You serve…
Glorious angels, white feathered wings.
songs that sing, and bring… everything good.
Voices of the wind,
Spread his name across the land.
He is born,
He is here…
do not fear,
be of good cheer.
Amen.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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