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More poems about Temple Attandance

        ANGELS DRESSED IN WHITE
When in the temple chapel there are rows of patrons in white,
To me it is indeed a wonderful and an impressive sight,
Like a choir of angels, all eager, willingly waiting to work,
To help those just beyond the veil, not wanting to shirk.

Wanting, willing and waiting their Father’s will to obey,
Bringing those departed happiness and joy on this day.
Also gaining knowledge as to His holy house they come,
For they know the value of the works that needs to be done.

Come and be an angel, come and be clothed in pure white,
Come and lend a helping hand ever be a beacon bright,
Come and let your light shine, always a good example be,
Come and learn more of the path that leads on for eternity.

Do not let worldly worries from the temple keep you away,
Or be always too busy to spend a few short hours in a day,
Come, be blest and spiritually fed, don’t let your light grow dim,
Come to the temple and be angels in white, God’s glory to win.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson June 19, 2003
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