I Am An Angle

Created to protect and service only one,
We fight alone but for God’s only son.
Dressed in white for the glory of our master,
We are driven by prayers to make your salvation faster.
We threw the highest of us into torment in hell,
There he waits in his forbidden cell.
He spat on the love God gave to him because he wanted more,
He would rather rule in hell then enter a servant in heavens door.
I gave man the pleasures of the flesh and told him there was no wrong,
And in man’s pain and lust he became strong.
He ask Jesus to abandon God and walk by his side,
And he was shocked when our King opens hell’s gates wide.
Our master our salvation for it is in him we must trust,
For he is the life bringer to everything above and below the Earth’s crust.
We are given wings if we pass life’s final trial,
For it is the deeds we do with free will he takes in file.
He judges us with prudence and constant strain,
For he was the one to take away sins pain.
If we had lived a just and fair life to all,
He will whisper word of salvation so that we shall hear his call.
Some of us with the warrior’s soul will stand by Michael in the final fight,
And there, Lucifer will fall to Our God’s glorious might.
Others of us will hold tight to laws that bound us to serve the week,
For it is there, love and compassion we seek.
We will guard them with every will he have until it is there time,
And then we will shelter faith and keep them away from evil’s crime.
Whispering words of comfort to make them see the glory of the day,
To let them know the joys of being humble and pray.
Our God is what we live and die for,
For I am an angle should I say any more?

Written By
Robert Lee Niswander
Copyright 2004