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Angels – 18th Poem of Christmas

Angels Sing

 

Angels sing, their voices ring,
Nobel, watchful, awaiting the king.
Glorify God! They cry in the night,
Extraordinary, the gift of Grace comes in Light.
Let all humankind embrace this babe so mild,
Sleeping in a manger here, He is the Christ Child.

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Ceramic angel given to us by a friend several years ago.

 

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