Thank you for the angel, Lord, that protected me today,
And who has throughout my life, I’ll not hesitate to say.
I’m sure, one day in Heaven, if I ask, I’ll be shown,
The times that I’ve been spared, Lord, and haven’t even known.

This holy guardian angel, given right from birth, by Thee,
Every moment of each day, keeps a watchful eye on me.
I know the time will come, when my life, somehow, will end,
But I’m just very grateful, I’ve always had this caring friend.

Please help me to remember, much more often than I do,
This angel You have sent me, who’ll remain my whole life through.
Though each person on this earth, has an angel given by Thee,
They often get forgotten, though beside us constantly.

These angels, we shouldn’t worship, neither images, nor man,
For nowhere in the Bible, have You told us that we can.
In fact, such worship You forbid, for honour is only due,
To You, Lord, who created, not just us, but angels too.

We’re told, these spirit beings, homage only pay to Thee,
And endlessly, Your praises, vocalize exuberantly,
For they know of Your goodness, and Your love, that saw that we,
Were provided with an angel, who’d aid us continually.

I’m so thankful for this angel, who works tirelessly for me,
Me, though a wretched sinner, who acts so thoughtlessly.
My words and my behaviour, must often, pain this angel,
But even more so You, Lord, Who’s wishes, I know so well.

I long to see the angel charged with looking after me,
The one, who my well-being, cares for conscientiously.
I’ll be quick to thank that angel, but far quicker I will be
To thank, and sing the praises, of You, Lord, who died for me.

Your love’s so amazing, Lord, how can I, it comprehend,
A love, that sends us angels, who remain till our lives end.
I also understand, Lord, that more angels You’ll send too,
If more than one is needed, midst any troubles we go through.

I’m not surprised that angels, adore, and loyally serve Thee,
Gladly doing Your bidding, and worshiping You joyfully.
I too, can’t wait to serve Thee, so, longingly I await
The time when You’ll arrive, Lord, to wing me back to Your estate.

But meantime, I will serve Thee, best I can on earth below,
Working in this mission field, to help others Your love know.
Like the angels sent to help us, I also, will help mankind,
In the hope, when You appear, more to serve Thee, You will find.

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