They used to sing to me at night,
And lull me with their song,
Things were still and peaceful then,
And nothing could go wrong.
They were a comfort in the dark,
Against all the evil, scary things,
And still I listen in my heart,
And I remember Angels’ wings.
It was when I was but a child,
When I could not comprehend,
How devastating sin could be,
And how my life could bend.
Yes, I bent beneath the pressure,
Of this sinful world,
I no longer hear the Angels,
Like I did as a younger girl.
For the longest time I forgot,
The Lord’s love and life,
And I struggled with myself,
To control the pain and strife.
I thought not what I did was wrong,
And if I did, I did not care,
I did not heed the warnings,
Or the signs that read beware.
Only vaguely then, did I remember,
Those heavenly voices on high,
Only distantly I thought to kinder,
Those loves of days gone by.
At times I felt abandoned,
As if no one was there for me,
As I look back, only now,
The truth can I clearly see.
Through fate and fortune I found a path,
That screamed of devilry,
And briefly I peered at the demon’s wrath,
Without mercy, kindness, or chivalry.
I was scared and frightened,
But determined to put on a show,
I followed this path,
And continued as far as my soul would let me go.
Then a dimly lit light shown forth,
And called for me to come,
From that day on I turned around,
And discovered that life was fun.
A beacon light in the blackness,
Showed me the way to go,
I heeded its advice
And now know what it knows.
The Lord’s word is what we need,
His love, His mercy, His light.
He will forgive us of our sins,
And help us through our plight.
On my journey of the soul,
I discovered many things,
How good His love can feel,
And how the Devil’s call can ring.
I have many regrets from my past,
Of the things I’ve said and done,
Wish I could fix them all, but can’t,
Especially this one.
I do not hear the Angels sing,
Not anymore, at least,
For me their music has stopped,
For me their songs have ceased.
Yes, I believe in the Lord,
And yes, my faith is growing strong,
But I will always live with the knowledge,
Of what and how I have gone wrong.
So if you hear the Angels’ voices,
Band together and sing for you,
Praise the Lord, and rejoice in Him,
For you are graced in Heaven’s hue.
I used to hear the Angels sing,
Their voices pure and true,
When I was young and innocent,
And didn’t think things through.
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