His words shape
Like clay treated as delicate
In hands that hold it dear
His heart moves
With palpitations that resonate
Like strings of a guitar
I have met a hero
And with rusty needle
I force myself to more than I can handle
Mend the wounds for the hero
because he encouraged me to
I touch his hands,
Gaze into his eyes
And like electricity
I feel a surge of love
Connect to my callous heart
I tell a story
Of a knight whose story
Leave me to deny my folly
I met him
First....
Second...
Third.....
It wasn't just by chance
All part of God's great plan
I met him
He who stuck out for me
Moved closer and looked
At my stitches that were gaping wide open
Meticulously, he fixed the tattered portions of it all
Never again did I look broken
I saw him
With words that emanate from great depths
He spoke to those people
Ones that were struggling within and without
Ah, I have met a great hero
A touch on life
A salt of life
Amidst celebratory sparks
I celebrate a life
That has coloured our lives
An angel in earthly habit
Define love
And I will show a man who is love
An image of God
An angel in earthly habit;
In the shadows of great darkness
I see a light
Oh my eyes have met their doom
I see a man whose life reflect God's glory
Who is the epitome of love....
Talk to me about zeal
And I will tell you
You know not what you talk of
For I have seen a man
Whose zeal for God
Exceeds our yearn for oxygen;
Our encounter
No matter how abrupt
Leave me to wonder
If I could leave the centre
Of an orbit that is plunged
In God's ministry...
I see that man
The angel in earthly habit
Who strives for His Kingdom
Whisper to me his name
Take a wild guess
You are at liberty to
And I tell you
You describe one you know not about
Your thoughts are too yonder;
Like sparks of lightening
My mind's electrical activity
Sets in motion my cognitive ability
And his name remains like deep ink
It's letters soo unique
Are reserved for this special soul
An angel in earthly habit
In deep silent murmurs
I know you remain clueless
Of the angel in earthly habit
Whose description, words cannot describe
Whose anatomy, science cannot decipher
The angel in earthly habit;
I celebrate his life today
I have been blessed without measure
At his life I look with pleasure
His ministry
His love for both God and man
And his diligence
Exceed the measure of excellent
Yet like all extraordinary men....
These simple letters:
A M O F A
Still remain timeless
Unbound to limits
Like clay treated as delicate
In hands that hold it dear
His heart moves
With palpitations that resonate
Like strings of a guitar
I have met a hero
And with rusty needle
I force myself to more than I can handle
Mend the wounds for the hero
because he encouraged me to
I touch his hands,
Gaze into his eyes
And like electricity
I feel a surge of love
Connect to my callous heart
I tell a story
Of a knight whose story
Leave me to deny my folly
I met him
First....
Second...
Third.....
It wasn't just by chance
All part of God's great plan
I met him
He who stuck out for me
Moved closer and looked
At my stitches that were gaping wide open
Meticulously, he fixed the tattered portions of it all
Never again did I look broken
I saw him
With words that emanate from great depths
He spoke to those people
Ones that were struggling within and without
Ah, I have met a great hero
A touch on life
A salt of life
Amidst celebratory sparks
I celebrate a life
That has coloured our lives
An angel in earthly habit
Define love
And I will show a man who is love
An image of God
An angel in earthly habit;
In the shadows of great darkness
I see a light
Oh my eyes have met their doom
I see a man whose life reflect God's glory
Who is the epitome of love....
Talk to me about zeal
And I will tell you
You know not what you talk of
For I have seen a man
Whose zeal for God
Exceeds our yearn for oxygen;
Our encounter
No matter how abrupt
Leave me to wonder
If I could leave the centre
Of an orbit that is plunged
In God's ministry...
I see that man
The angel in earthly habit
Who strives for His Kingdom
Whisper to me his name
Take a wild guess
You are at liberty to
And I tell you
You describe one you know not about
Your thoughts are too yonder;
Like sparks of lightening
My mind's electrical activity
Sets in motion my cognitive ability
And his name remains like deep ink
It's letters soo unique
Are reserved for this special soul
An angel in earthly habit
In deep silent murmurs
I know you remain clueless
Of the angel in earthly habit
Whose description, words cannot describe
Whose anatomy, science cannot decipher
The angel in earthly habit;
I celebrate his life today
I have been blessed without measure
At his life I look with pleasure
His ministry
His love for both God and man
And his diligence
Exceed the measure of excellent
Yet like all extraordinary men....
These simple letters:
A M O F A
Still remain timeless
Unbound to limits
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