She was clad in white linen with a sash made of gold
I knew she was an angel, without being told
Her presence was felt without uttering a word
I closed my eyes in awe at the music I heard

She pointed to the path ahead as she touched me on the arm
And I felt the presence of the one I'd waited for so long
I felt a rush of angel wings and swiftly they were gone
I looked at the path that lay ahead that once seemed so very long

Trumpets blared at the gates ahead and I saw a golden light
And a little child with golden hair that drifted out of sight
The angel that had led me was going through the gate
And she called to me in a gentle voice '' I'm sorry you have to wait ''

Suddenly I opened my eyes and lay there in the night
It seemed so real the dream I had, the moon outside shone bright
A quiet peace surrounded me and light shone on my bed
I felt the presence of the Lord but it wasn't my time yet

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