January 18, 2009

And the choirs of angels sang
And their voices were sweet honey
And the people were caught up in glory
The mighty and beauteous light of God

God’s light shone that night
His glory touched every heart
Each and every spirit joined in love
Bathed in the peace of the divine

The temple was filled with healing
None who came left the same
A perfect visitation of a perfect God
A moment of beauty shared for a time

Type: Poetry

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