The Soul of the Sword
High
High
In the sky
Your Lord am I
Bliss
From Heavenly Angels Kisses
Always true
Never blue
Their wings encircle our hearts
Making sure we never never fall apart
They whisper the truth of Jesus Christ in our ears
We must must hear
Holy Spirit gives us a blessed Sword
For us to travel the Word
Spread gain
Never pain
We must must not refuse
To lose
Beautiful ruby songs ring
From our heart harps sing
Mystery in Virgin Mary's Bibical flowers
Petals of potent prayer power
The Winged Dove
Forever Heaven Love
December 20 2023
Copyright © Chantelle Cooke | Year Posted 2023
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