Listening to the angel’s song
As they sing of his blessed love.
I am sitting listening to the choir’s song.
A host of heavenly angels is singing from above.
I love to sit and hear the sweet melody.
As they tell their wonderful story.
I love to sit and see the choir.
As they sing the story of his great love.
They sing of things never to be spoken.
They tell of promises that have been made.
And by God, never shall be broken.
As they sing the story of his great love.
I am sitting listening to the choir’s song.
As they sing of his blessed love.
I am sitting listening to the choir’s song.
As they sing their sweet melody from above.
(I can not take credit for this song. I wrote it one morning after prayer. The angelic choir of God often sings these lyrics to me. One day they were singing these and I wrote them down. Seriously, after you pray, if you will tarry long enough and mediate you can hear them sing to you also.)
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