Features the poem Adoring Angels arranged over a white feather design
Poem is by Daniel S. Williams
Words are on the underside of glass raised above the print for a dimensional look
Wood frame with black finish
Hanger and pull out easel on back for wall or tabletop display
9' wide x 11' tall x 1.25' thick
They danced for joy and sang out loud; they knew the end was near. Yet, on the earth was quiet peace; the people didn't hear. The baby lay in silent sleep upon a bed of hay; a testament of old and new had come to earth that day. They watched Him grow to be a man and loved Him more each day; they longed to gather at His feet to hear the words He'd say. At times His flesh so thin would wear, attention would He need. 'Send me, O Father, I can go,' they all would beg and plead. Then came the day they'd waited for; upon the cross He hung. Yet, when He said, 'it's finished,' not a song by them was sung. The heavens now were quieted; only the Father knew that on the third day He would rise for all of them to view. 'Come quick,' said Michael, 'there He is. Now risen I our Lord.' And filled with music once again they now a new song scored. 'Glory to the lamb of God and praises will we bring, for you All Mighty King of Kings are why we angels sing.'
