Angel That Cried

                                                                                                Written by Terry Thomas

An Angel That Cried

From high upon a mountain top, I gazed into the sky

There I saw Angel, with her hands held high

Her gown was made from clouds, so brilliant it hurt my eyes

High from a mountain top I saw and Angel in the sky

Her Halo was like a rainbow, the skies seemed so alive

Her gown stretched down from heaven, landed softly by my side

Her beauty was beyond compare, as she looked from side to side

High from a mountain top I watch an Angel as she cried

The blood of man is being shed, upon Gods great land

Harmony and peace God hoped for, is no longer close at hand

God gave us this world, his heart so full of pride

Once upon a mountain, I saw an Angel as she cried

The poor, the homeless, the refugees, no one seems to care

The weak, the old, the helpless, are left alone and are scared

Our selfish hearts are in control, and that was part of Satan’s plan

To destroy, Gods creation, anyway that he can

From the mountain top, I gazed into the sky

There I saw Angel, with tears in her eyes

Her arms reached for the heavens, as if to ask why

Today I saw and Angel as she cried

Today I saw and Angel as she cried