COMMAND THY ANGELS

                                                  

Command Thy angels Holy Lord, and give them charge today,

In power and victory and might, to drive all hell away;

The hell of earth’s relentless blows upon this human form,

Where human lives are torn apart by every daily storm.

Command Thy angels Holy Lord, to let not go the reins,

That hold the helpless suffering ones in their sorrows and pains,

For hell still tries its very best, our lives to acquire,

And points accusing fingers, at out human attire,

Command Thy angels Holy Lord, to keep on holding tight,

Since Your word for each mortal child is perfect, good and right,

And ere O Lord we are all scarred by selfishness and greed,

Show now your given Word Lord, You will not break the bruised reed.

Command Thy angels Holy Lord here, yet still to linger,

For who against Your heavenly host, can be any stronger?

The evils of this earthly hell surround us all about,

But Your Word says a smoldering wick, You will not stuff out.

Command Thy angels Holy Lord, Your will to deliver,

You came Lord and suffered long, to help each wretched sinner,

Help us fight the throes of hell that still would claim some victory,

O Blessed Lord, Thy angels send, yes, Thy Heavenly army.

Command Thy angels Holy Lord, to make Your victory plain,

And cause our feeble, fainting hearts to hear Your Word again;

A smoldering wick You won’t snuff out, or the bruised reed break,

Till You lead justice to victory, for Your own name’s sake.   

                                                        Amen!                                                                            

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