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Heavenly Revelations: Angels' Descendence

Heavenly Revelations: The First Order

Heavenly Revelations: Angels' Descendence

In the void of timeless space,
God's breath did form a sacred place.
From His will, in love and light,
He birthed the angels of purest might.

Lucifer, the morning star,
Brightest angel, seen from afar.
With beauty, grace, and light's embrace,
He led the host in heaven's space.

Michael, next among the host,
A leader formed of strength to boast.
He wields his sword, with fire and grace,
Protector of the holy place.

Gabriel, the messenger divine,
With whispers soft of God’s design.
He brings the words from heaven’s height,
In dreams and visions, pure and bright.

Raphael, healer of the soul,
His gentle touch makes the broken whole.
He mends the wounds of earth and sky,
With hands that soothe and wings that fly.

Uriel, wise and ever clear,
Holds the lantern, drawing near.
With wisdom’s flame, he lights the way,
Guiding souls who’ve gone astray.

Selaphiel, with prayers ascends,
Each supplication he attends.
In worship pure, his heart does rise,
A bridge of faith that never dies.

Jegudiel, of workers' fame,
Empowers those who praise God's name.
With diligence, they forge and build,
Their efforts blessed, their hearts fulfilled.

Barachiel, of blessings grand,
Spreads abundance through the land.
With gentle smiles, his grace bestowed,
In every heart, God's love is sowed.

Israfil, with trumpet poised,
Awaits the call with heavenly noise.
On Judgment Day, his sound will rise,
Announcing end and new sunrise.

Azrael, the angel of the end,
Guides souls to where they shall transcend.
In death's embrace, he tenderly,
Leads them to eternity.

From God’s own breath, this host was made,
In heaven’s light, they stand arrayed.
With tasks divine and purposes grand,
They serve with love, at His command.

In realms above, they watch and guard,
Their presence felt both near and far.
Through them, God's will is shown and known,
His love through angels ever grown.

And so, the first order stands,
In service to divine commands.
With them all leading, hand in hand,
God’s will is done, His world is grand.

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Maximilian Niko...

long before jesus birth...
the angels birth was long...
they lived among each other arms in arms..
until the heavenly war..
which we will take a look on next time..

-Max

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sparrowsong

Hello Maximillian...

Looking forward to see who wins...

It's hard to fathom how many choose the losing team who has control of your money and your life...

They'll even kill for it...

Is it they know they're a fool and avoid the Bronze?

They just want to tally the stupid people who will just side with them anyway?

Severity is a great plan...

They definitely went with that...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Maximilian Niko...

This album...
Will be all about the divine stories from..
the old testament...
-max

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sparrowsong

Poverty too...

They sure do walk among us for awhile...

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