The Ranks of Angels: A Sacred Poem

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

Trans Solar World Battery image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA

The Ranks of Angels

Do you hear the angels sing?
In circle wide, endless rings,
Ranks which wrap the throne around,
From here to horizon wound,
With angelic lung and throat,
Repeating their basic rote:
“Holy is the God of hosts,
Our creator, and our boast,
To adore him are we made.
In his glory without shade,
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