Angels on a mountain, by hilary Subscribe to rss feed for hilary

The Lords always listening
for this you shall know
for he came down from heaven 
just to tell me so.
He sent the words in whisper
just to let me hear
the words that came from his mouth
that he would always be near.
He said he was always close to me 
so don't ever be afraid
he takes me to a mountain
the very first one he made.
I close my eyes and think
of all the nice things he has done
and try to remember one that I did
and found there was only one.
He gives me wings to fly
to the very place
where I make blankets for the homeless
and decorate them with lace.
He takes me back to the mountain
and sets me on the ground
he hands me a present
and I hear a lovely sound.
the sounds of angels singing
the sounds i loved to hear
he tells me once again
that he is always near.
Posted: 2013-03-31 11:53:19 UTC

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