1 Chron. 16: 10 Glory ye in his holy name: let the heart of them rejoice that seek the LORD.
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Angel Speak
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The purple azure sky
calls me to a place of rest
where my body knows no limits
I’m one of heavens guest.
The sun has not yet risen
although beauty still abounds
the earth is meek and quiet
with silent morning sounds.
The pleasant walk among them
I hear their morning call
life is stirring round me
in the elegance of it all.
They dance with fine twined linen,
sing with voices nigh
gives all praise and honor
to the One who sits on high.
I prance with patient glory
I know His will for me.
To dance among the angels
to live and tell the story.
The purple azure sky
calls me to a place of rest
where my body knows no limits
I’m one of heavens guest.
The sun has not yet risen
although beauty still abounds
the earth is meek and quiet
with silent morning sounds.
The pleasant walk among them
I hear their morning call
life is stirring round me
in the elegance of it all.
They dance with fine twined linen,
sing with voices nigh
gives all praise and honor
to the One who sits on high.
I prance with patient glory
I know His will for me.
To dance among the angels
to live and tell the story.
