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ANGELS SANG
Heaven’s angels sang at His first coming,
The Christ child then sweetly proclaiming,
Voices rending the message loud and clear,
The Son of God born to wipe away all fear.
This tiny child, born in a stable, yet a King,
A message of love and hope to all did bring,
He promised that one day he would come again,
His words clear, His second coming did proclaim.
Will heaven’s angels once again be singing,
As the world rejoices or quakes at His coming?
Will the mountains and valleys shout for joy
Now our glorious Redeemer, not a baby boy.
Heaven’s arches I am sure will resound once again,
God’s purpose for man done, end of testing and pain,
When He comes clothed in His glory and splendour,
Bringing with Him the wondrous Millennial grandeur.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson August 20, 2002