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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