Angels In Our Midst
Encounters with Heavenly Messengers from the Bible To Helen Steiner Rice And Billy Grahm
From Angels in Our Midst...
The angels walk the floor of heaven tonight, Their garments trailing splendor as they pass: A rapture tips the thin green leaves with light, And showers quivering gold upon the grass; The look of heaven is on the land and sea, And something in this pale celestial light Has loosed my yoke of weariness from me, And set my spirit winging, free and white, The old, old heart my heart has borne so long Grows faint and dim as some forgotten song.
By Grace Noll Crowell