The Envoy of Heaven
The Envoy of Heaven with marvelous song
Was flying in shadows alone,
With Clouds and Moon who were slipping in stripe
To hear this peaceful pipe.
His airy songs were about the souls
Who rested in Heavenly Bowls,
He fairly praised our merciful Lord
And honoured His fairy Court
H'was tenderly carrying young Soul in his hands
For sorrowful, vicious lands;
And tune of his Hymn remained in His heart-
No matter that lasted no word.
With torment and hope She was looking in sky
To seek for blessed Angel arrive,
No telluric song of secular world
Could swap Her the sounds of God
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