This was drawn and sent to us by a 12 year
old |
He Called Ten Thousand
Angels
September 11th, THEY captured our planes,
And made them go astray,
But under the wings, THEY did not know,
A hand was holding them up that day.
THEY did not guide our people to death,
For death holds no victory,
Those lost souls that stole our planes,
Were left alone to make history.
The first night, for me, was a nightmare,
As I saw over and over gain,
The plane go through the building
And destroy my faith in men.
I saw our pentagon crumble,
And tumble to the ground,
I heard the anguished cries from families,
And Everyone, the world around.
I saw the plane in Pittsburg,
It was smashing to the ground,
I heard the people screaming out,
It was a terrifying sound!
I prayed that God would help me,
Understand why this took place.
"Show me God, why let this happen,
Way up there, so high in space?"
The next night, my dreams were a vision,
So Beautiful and so very serene,
Right before the planes hit,
God showed me the hidden scene.
The planes were being gently held,
In the palm of God's own hand,
He released then thousand wings of doves,
And the angel's formed a band.
Right before the planes hit,
And the fire and smoke took place
I saw this scene before me.
God showed me by his grace.
Our loved ones floated toward the sky,
There was no fear upon one face,
Some rode the wings of a snow white dove,
Some had angels take their place.
I saw only fear in the eyes of the evil,
When they knew they had to face,
An angry God and all his angels,
For what had just taken place.
America always stands proud to say,
We stand firmly by God's side,
There's no where they can run,
There's no where they can hide.
Have no fear red, white and blue,
Because united our country stands.
We have faith in our president
And our future is in God's hands!!
Written by
Gayle Clary
(reproduced with permission of the
author) |
