Superior to the Angels
Greater than angels is the Son,
With having a job to be done;
Superior onto their own name,
To everyone they proclaim.
To His angels God never told,
As being His sheep in a fold;
Never reckoned as their Father,
Nor of Jesus as a Brother.
When God was sending His firstborn,
It was not to punish or scorn;
Rather a time for to rejoice,
As each angel lifted their voice.
Not a single angel was grim,
They knew they had to worship Him;
As messengers were as the wind,
And servants flames that not rescind.
For His throne will be forever,
That no one can ever sever;
With a scepter to serve justice,
Onto all the unrighteousness.
For the foundation of the earth,
Through the Son had been given birth;
As all the children will remain,
When the Son had started His reign.
Richard Newton Sherrer
Copyright ©2009 Richard Newton Sherrer
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