Some Merciful Angel Spared Me From Death
I heard the swooshing sound of wings, then I saw
an intense blinding light that no sun could show:
powerful hands pulled me back to avoid fret...
oh, this miracle prevented me from being hurt!
Some merciful angel spared me from death,
reinforcing the belief that angels really exist;
since adolescence one archangel was sent
to protect me until I'd give up this breath!
Any fallen angel certainly wants me to die,
the one very loyal to God still stands by me;
I can rest assured that I will be very safe in
every darkest place from nightfall to dawn!
The existence of angels deepens this firm belief
that they guard all the good souls from demons
who have brought with them envy, grudge and grief;
o angel, guard me from them, spread those big wings!
Pick: A for Angel
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