Words Are Angels' Sweetest Gifts
Father God is rich
Eternally rich in Grace
Yet His Son was poor
Born poor for our sake
So everyone's good enough
To receive His Gift
Divine Poverty
Blessed are the poor in spirit
Theirs is the Kingdom
The Word became flesh...
(To understand each other)
...And dwelt among us
My heart's full of song
Angels we have heard on high!
Angels are poor too
A message, a song
Words are angels' sweetest gifts
And they enrich us
We have heard angels
Just like the song says we do
Telling us: love God!
God is loveable
Especially as a child
Angels sing to Him
Angels sing to us
Come and see, come and see Him
He's born, hold-able
In a manger laid
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid
Angels accolade
Becoming a child
This is how God reached our lives
An example set
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Originally posted by me on PoetrySoup back in 2018
(under the user name: MichellePoeTry)
Based on:
"The Smile of the Ragpicker" by Paul Glynn,
“Angels We Have Heard on High” lyrics,
the Beatitudes,
Luke 2, and John 1:14.
Copyright © Michelle Smith | Year Posted 2021
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