Ujamaa Christian Poetry

ANGEL WHITE


SO YOU WANT TO BE AN ANGEL
THE GOOD LORD SAID TO ME,
DO YOU THINK IT WILL BE EASY
PERHAPS YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE.


I'LL LET YOU GO AND TRY IT
SO HE SENT ME HERE TO LIVE,
HE TOLD ME I WOULD LEARN A LOT
ON HOW TO TAKE, AND HOW TO GIVE.


HE SET UP MANY HARDSHIPS
THAT I REALLY MUST ENDURE,
HE MADE SURE I WASN'T RICH
HE MADE SURE THAT I WAS POOR.


HE DIDN'T GIVE ME GOOD LOOKS
HE DIDN'T MAKE ME SMART,
HE GAVE ME THE VERY BASICS
TO GO AHEAD AND START.


IT'S BEEN MANY YEARS
THAT HE'S LET ME STAY AROUND,
HE HASN'T SENT ME HOME AS YET
I HOPE I HAVEN'T LET HIM DOWN.


I OFTEN STOP AND THINK
HAVE I PASSED THE ANGEL TEST,
DID I DO ALL I COULD
DID I DO MY VERY BEST.


AND WHEN HE CALLS ME HOME
SOMETIME LATE AT NIGHT
OR WILL HE SEND ME BACK AGAIN
UNTIL I GET IT RIGHT.


WILL HE LET ME HAVE ME WINGS
MY HALO GOLD, AND BRIGHT,
WILL I GET TO WEAR THAT LOVELY GOWN
THAT GOWN OF ANGEL WHITE.

Written by Lynn Barany

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