In fright and in sorrows,
Angels sought you,
And guide you along lonely paths.
Everyday they came,
Flying low or walking barefoot,
And help your wandering soul.
Bright staffs they bring,
And lead weary the souls,
Towards mysterious joys.
They didn't make a sound,
They came quiet and silent,
Suddenly they are there.
Heavenly Angels from above,
The joy of the lonely child,
Blessings to humankind.
In bliss and in sorrows,
Angels sought you, to lead,
To care and to love you.
(5/01/03. 11: 45 p.m)
(5/01/03. 11: 45 p.m)
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