I hear the angels weeping,

I see their heads bow'd

low; their wings surround

those brok'n-heart'd, so

wound'd by this FOE !

I see the angels huddl'd,

near a mother in such pain;

because the child she

searches for may ne'er

be found again.

I hear the brush of angel's

wings, so near they are

to you; GOD sent them

there to minister for these

trials you're going through.

I hear the angels saying~~~

`Brave ONES, don't let hope

die; GOD will ne'er leave

nor forsake you ~~~ on this

YOU CAN Rely ! ! !

Mary Carter Mizrany

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September 13, 2001

MEMORIAL DAY TRIBUTE ~ 2002

In memoriam of  those whose
lives  changed  irreversibly  on
September 11,  2001
Our  prayerful  thoughts continue
for  you,   asking  our  Lord to
heal  your woundedhearts.  


In  His  Love & mine,  Maryxo
 

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