The Saints and the Angels
Watch
over us all the year round
You
never know they are there
For
they never make a sound
But
they are there nonetheless
Watching
over us everyday
And
they are there to listen
When
you have a need to pray
And
should some weary soul
Let
slip their earthly bonds
They
have angelic company
On
their way to the great beyond
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