As the angels wake
They flex their wings
They count the tears
And they listen to the prayers
They count their blessings
And give thanks that they
Are about the work of God
And they begin to sing
As their voices rise
They flap their wings
Amplifying the joy
Of every word they sing
To the throne of God
To The King of Kings
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem