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I hear the angels weeping.
I see their heads bow'd low.
Their wings surround
Those brok'n-heart'd,
So wound'd by this FOE!
I see the angels huddl'd
Near a mother, in such pain,
Because the child
She searches for
May ne'er be found again.
I hear the brush of angel's wings,
So near they are to you.
GOD sent them there
To minister for these
Trials you're going through.
I hear the angels saying,
"Brave ONES, don't let hope die.
GOD will ne'er leave
Nor forsake you.
On this YOU CAN Rely!!!"
Copyright © 2002 by Mary Carter Mizrany~Email
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