| MESSENGERS |
Angels are special creatures Unlike us; a breed apart Created first by God the Father They are closest to His heart Throughout all History's pages He has sent them down to earth Bearing tidings of great joy Like the evening of Christ's birth Sometimes they've brought messages Or delivered urgent warnings Telling Joseph and Mary to take the Child And be gone before the morning Some of them are known to us Like Michael and Gabriel But the names of most we'll never know They’re too many to even tell The Guardians have a special job And we owe them fervent thanks Who knows how often we've been rescued By a well-timed Heavenly yank! And there are others whose only job Is ferrying prayers to God on high That is not an easy task Unless, of course, you love to fly! Angels visit the elderly So that none are left alone Others take children who are lost And lead them safely home Some angels serve as escorts When it's someone's turn to die While still others remain behind To hold loved ones as they cry... It's said that angels are sometimes seen By children, drunks and fools But mostly, they're invisible It's some kind of Holy rule! But you can feel their presence If you sit very, very still Close your eyes and open your heart Surrender up your will... You'll maybe hear them whispering They say it sounds like silver bells RInging softly in the distance What they say it’s hard to tell… When I was little, Grandma said That whenever a small bell rings It's a sign that up in Heaven Another angel has received his wings! So every night, down here on Earth When you kneel to God and pray? Remember to thank Him for the angels That He sends to light our way! Dusty Richardson c 2001 |
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