They're called ""angels"" because they're in heaven until the reviews come out.
quote by Barbra Streisand
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The angels taken collectively are called heaven, for they constitute heaven; and yet that which makes heaven in general and in particular is the Divine that goes forth from the Lord and flows into the angels and is received by them.
quote by Emanuel Swedenborg
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Heaven I Need A Hug
Heaven send one of your Angels down from above,
To show me which way to go, and shower me with their love,
Heaven send one of your Angels because their help is needed,
so I can fight this battle, without being defeated,
Heaven send one of your Angels to carry me in their arms, to keep me away from all saddness and Satans harm,
Heaven send one of your Angels to wipe my tears away,
Because I cry everyday,
Heaven send one of your Angels down from above,
Because Heaven, I really need a Hug.
poem by Nahjee' Wes
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Weeping angels
Down from heaven
to show the way to paradise
for the newly dead
the angels weep
So young
so innocent
so senseless
the angels weep
Eyes down
wings at there sides
words not exchanged
the angels weep
32 new angels
no need to earn there wings
like jesus they died for other peoples sins
in heaven they will weep
In heaven they will be called apon
to one day escort the new to paradise
and they will
With eyes down
wings at there sides
and tears in there eyes
weeping forever
God bless all who lost there lives today
and there familys
America loves you
and your scarfice will not be forgotten
poem by Vincent Armone
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Heaven
(per andreasson/ pernilla emme)
Producer for bonnie: jimmy smyth
Here where we live
There's peace in this winter night
Pain has forever gone away
Oceans and winds are calm
And the stars so bright
Come and stay beside me
Come and be my friend
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Far from the city lights
By an open fire
Come let's start again
Start all over again...
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Let the angels say hello... heaven...heaven...
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Fallen Angels
They fell from heaven above,
And came with no love.
They fell into earth,
And brought with them so much hate.
They came with so much powers,
And corrupt earth with bad manners.
They wander all around our world,
Destroying our world with their evil sword.
They came with so much evil,
And disturb our peace like an upheaval.
They take away our joy,
Playing with our lives like a toy.
They cause us so much pain,
Making us suffer so much in vein.
They inject us with sin,
Bonding us with it like a twin.
They infect our heart with hate,
Dragging us far away from heaven's gate.
They live among us like our friend,
But are there to put our lives to an end.
They hate us so much,
That they wish to kill us with a single touch.
They enter our heart,
And tear it apart.
They deprive us of happiness,
Filling our days with so much sadness.
They make us have a taste of hell,
For they never wish us well.
They seprate us from the light of heaven,
And also deny us of the peace of heaven.
They are angels of the dark,
Marking our faces with the beast's mark.
They are angels with no wings,
And are dark angels but no kings.
They are not spiritually pure,
And wish for no cure.
They are not of God,
For they are of the world.
They will never be called God's angels,
Forever they will remain fallen angels.
poem by Stanley Oguh
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Those Times
Remember
Those times
When I used to
See movies…
And share their
Reviews…
With you?
Now, when I see
Movies, I think of
You, the reviews
Get lost in thin air,
Remembering those
Times I wrote to you.
(Theme: Reviews)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Heaven's Little Angels
Through the innocence of children at play. . .
Smile down heaven's little angels to show them the way.
Watching and caring for them from above,
Always keeping them in God's love. Every little whisper, every little tip tap toe,
Is heard by heaven's little angels never too close the door. To enter God's Kingdom of heaven we must be,
Like little children and innocently. God has opened all the doors and kept them open wide,
So heaven's little angels can smile with pride. It is heaven's little angel's blessings from above,
Sent down to spread all of God's love. Dedicated to my grandson, Xavier Michael Lemon
poem by Carolyn Daste Hurtado
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The Legend Of The Angel
When God made the angels, not one of them knew how to fly.
They walked across Heaven not knowing all they could do.
God wanted to know how long it would take them to learn.
So He kept telling them to go to different parts of Heaven.
Off they went walking, walking, walking, walking, walking.
In time, one of the Lord's angels found out that he could run.
The archangels were completely shocked and they tried it.
Pretty soon, millions of angels were running across Heaven.
God smiled at them. We all have to start somehere, don't we?
God created a few upstairs' rooms in some of His palaces.
Wisely, the angels and the archangels walked up the stairs.
Even though they could run and run and run, they walked.
God smiled again, because He liked them to be careful...
As a reward, He transformed their wings into silver and gold.
The angels were amazed at these wondrous dazzling delights.
But, the thing is, silver and gold can be quite heavy at times.
Not one of the angels complained. Why offend the Father?
But, the thing is, silver and gold can be quite heavy at times.
After a bit, it got a bit too much for one of the smaller angels.
He was exhausted, huffing and puffing his way across Heaven.
The next time God called to him, he approached the Throne...
Father, could You take back Your silver and gold, please?
The Lord agreed and then the angel began to float in the air.
He flapped his wings nervously not knowing how to get down.
To his amazement, he started flying as the other angels stared.
This is so much easier than walking or running! He told them.
So they all asked God the Father to please let them fly as well.
All their silver and gold melted away and covered the streets.
As they didn't feel the need of these, they blessed Heaven instead.
From that day on, all of the angels could fly, it was so easy...
Then they understood why God had made some smaller angels.
He knew one of them would be tired out and had to ask for help.
Imagine if we had no setbacks, no weights to hold us down...
Alas, we haven't earned our wings yet, but maybe someday...
In the meanwhile, let's just feed the birds and watch them fly...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Why do I do this every Sunday? Even the book reviews seem to be the same as last week's. Different books same reviews.
quote by John Osborne
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Not All Angels Cry For You
Angels tears raining over the earth
For love's pain and love's feeling
Not all angels cry for you though, not all angels love you
No angel can lift you to heaven or damn you to hell
When you feel the rain, a divine connection
Feeling a part of heaven inside your heart, a feeling you know
A feeling like one you've felt before because of another heart
And one you'll never forget, no matter how much you try
So heaven's too high for us
And hell's too sad
Whether they've ever existed doesn't matter, they exist to everyone
And because they do, angels don't cry for you
poem by Paul Macharmley
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Akon Angel
Akon angel
Is the only black angel that lives in heaven
The rest of the angels are white
And the white angels finally got used to akon angel
Of course the white angels were upset when they heard that a black angel
Was going to live with them
At first they felt outraged
But God had a talk with all the white angels
And told them that their behavior was unacceptable
Because heaven is for everybody and not only for whites
Also God explain to them that he made the people different colors
Because he wanted a spice in life
Akon Angel doesn't have anything against the white angels
But the white angels will ignore Akon angel and not say anything to him
Because they don't want to upset him
So they try topretend that the Akon angel doesn't exist
And that helps them to deal with it
AkonAngel looks after the garden in heaven because he loves to work in The garden and doesn't mind to get dirty
But the white angels don't like the garden at all
And they work inthe kitchen preparing their meals for the day
God is in charge of the laundry and the cleaning of heaven
Also God loves to clean and do the laundry
poem by Aldo Kraas
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1133 Heaven On Earth
Where is Heaven is there such a place?
A place where God is real and Angels dwell
Can we find Heaven - while we're here on earth
Or does your life on Earth resemble Hell?
Heaven is all around in Nature shown
The 'Gift of God' to all who are His own.
Heaven is a clearing in the woods
A place were bluebells in profusion grow
A place of solitude qnd quietness
A place where only rabbits and the badgers go.
The Angels gather there but are unseen
Except by those who have departed from this scene.
Heaven is a stretch of sandy coast
The place where Baby Angels love to play
The murmer of the sea the gentle wind
The changing panorama of each day.
And those who have departed from this life
Can live contented there as Man & Wife.
Heaven is a mountain-side retreat
A place with lovely vistas near and far
A pace that's shaped by God's almighty hand
Which urban noise and crime can never mar.
A place for our beloved who've gone before
Where Angels hover close to Heaven's Door.
Heaven's set beside a placid lake
In which are mirrored trees and clouds above
A place of peace - serenity and joy
A place of holiness - a place of love.
Martyrs and Saints sing out to God in Praise
And with the Angels serve Him all their days.
God's gift to us - right from our day of birth
The 'Joys of Heaven' - right where we are on EARTH! ! !
(John Knight - Colchester - December 2009)
poem by John Knight
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In the Spirit of Rumi-13
I said to My Beloved
O my dearest One,
tell me of angels
My Beloved said
When you are awake,
you hear of angels and
wonder about angels
When you dream,
the heaven is full of angels
When you are deep asleep
you are that angel
of this your dreams
remind you
When you awaken,
remember this
Then you will have wings
and fly over these three worlds
as one
said My Beloved
poem by Michael Shepherd
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I have learned not to read reviews. Period. And I hate reviewers. All of them, or at least all but two or three. Life is much simpler ignoring reviews and the nasty people who write them. Critics should find meaningful work.
quote by John Grisham
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Overnight Angels
(ian hunter)
In the heat of the indian summer
Out along the appalachian way
You can hear the sound of the overnight angels
As they pray
Charged by the light of some mariners lantern
Spitting out a cold but triangular spray
Cant you hear the screams of the overnight angels
As they play
Talking to the spirits through a silver curtain
Reaching out beyond the length of the light
You can catch a glimpse of an overnight angel
As he shines
Dancing through the toys of the dead and the living
Laughing at the poets changing their rhymes
Cant you feel the pulse of the overnight angels
Beating time
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels
Children of the junkies led the revolution
Push yourselves over get yourselves there
Someone throw their arms round the overnight angels
Cause they care
Angels dont need no phony religion
Throw them out along with the ethnic nowheres
They will never speak to the overnight angels
They can only stare
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Angels angels angels angels
Angels angels angels angels
Angels angels angels angels
Overnight angels
Overnight angels
Talking about
The overnight angels
(fade)
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Angels And Rain
i used to believe in heaven
that angel tears were the rain
i used to believe in heaven
then i felt pain
i felt pain like no other
course through my body
the vibrant green
a stinging hue
my heart is broken
but i never told you
i used to believe in heaven
but heaven took them away
i used to believe in angels
until they stole them away
i used to believe the rain was healing
now i see all it causes is pain
i used to believe in angels
like i used to believe in the rain.
poem by Gabby Sutherland
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What is Heaven Like?
What is Heaven like?
Is Heaven the mansion
made of pure gold
and precious jewels?
Is Heaven the city
one of a kind?
Is Heaven the place full
of love, joy,
peace and happiness?
Is Heaven the place
where there’s no sickness,
no disease and no growing old?
Is Heaven the place
where angels abide?
Is Heaven the place
where God is visible
to the human eye?
What is Heaven like?
That’s the best place to live.
I wonder Oh I wonder
as I sit here.
poem by Noreen Ann Jenkins
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In Heaven By Mistake
He came back from Heaven
told his tale fixed-eyed
and saintly.
'I saw God on the throne' he said
'a host of angels
and people from my past
my grandmother and others
all there
smiling.
But it was clear I didn't fit.
I do not like happy
and everyone there was.
They called me in to ask why
I was not happy there.
I said I didn't know why.
But my answer came
later to me
that heaven was nice
but not without my friends.
I asked how did I get here?
I don't remember even dying.
They explained that likely
I had died
but somebody
decided it just wasn't my time.
I was in heaven just temporarily
just trying out;
waiting to go back.
That made sense.
Not my time
and now I'm back.
One of the few apparently
who came back with the
memory of heaven intact.
That had to be it.
I really was there.
Don't you believe me?
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Heaven's Lyrics
Ever wonder, where is Heaven to-day,
Will Christ's angels come, to teach en inspire,
helpin' thee to do kind things- each en every day,
Will he bring all hope, look like thine folks thee admire
Here at home where God's angels wander- I pray,
Will we do every day what they do there in Heaven
Will he teach things angels do- each day
In song it is wondrous in all it's natural splender,
Quite bright, vibrant, and free from- all sin,
Thee wonder what Heaven's likely- to be
Without deaths and no pain worry nor suf-fer-in'
Will it be brimmin' with Christs presence, en all Holy
[Chorus: ]
I wonder what Heaven's likely- to be
Will we do every day what they do there in Heaven
Will Christ's angels come, to teach an inspire,
Will he bring hope, look like folks we admire
helpin' us to do kind things- each day,
Will my mind an body be also as perfect
The kind of flawlessness I wish it could be
Will we look in Jesus eyes and see clearly cause
[Repeat Chorus]
I'm prayin' it will, be as God intended- For Prayer's eyes
is where Heaven is today- O' thee long for this peace- Truly
For thine eyes see- Heavens way- among glorious surprises,
O'Lord this soul is ready, soon risin' with Holy Angels an Thee.
poem by Perry Campanella
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Rusty Angels
They say you came from heaven but I know thats not the truth,
Cause I dont think an angel could look anything like you,
Your eyes are made from sapphires and your heart is made from stone,
You gotta be the closest thing to hate Ive ever known,
And if I didnt know better Id say you had come alone to the party.
Oh yeah.
The light is always shining, but you swear that its gone black,
The tide is always turning, but youre never looking back,
If I didnt know better Id say times were pretty bad,
Because rusty angels they cant fly,
Rusty angels gonna die, yeah,
Rusty angels they cant fly,
Rusty angels gonna die, gonna die.
The gifts you bring are fire, and your dreams they turned to dust,
Your flying days are over, and your wings have turned to rust.
If I didnt know better, Id say all you had is lost,
Because rusty angels they cant fly,
Rusty angels gonna die, yeah,
Rusty angels they cant fly,
Rusty angels gonna die, gonna die.
If you swallow just a little pride, you might find a little love inside,
Open up and let somebody in, cause if you need somebody,
You know its not a sin.
Rusty angels they cant fly, rusty angels gonna die, yeah,
Rusty angels they cant fly, no, rusty angels gonna die,
Gonna die, yeah, you cant fly, oh no,
Gonna die, oh yeah, you cant fly, oh no.
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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