Angel of White

                                                   

Angel of white,

So pristine and pure.

Lovely lady kneeling in worship,

Delicate and demure.

Lovely and elegant,

Yet powerful and strong.

Lively and excellent,

She worships solemnly in song.

She gives Him praise,

Knowing it is God, alone.

Who gathers saints and angels,

Singing round the throne.

She praises night and day.

And watches day and night.

The radiance of her gaze, holiest praise.

Illuminating the starlight.

Her brilliance is as the sun,

Reflecting God's love and light.

Worship Him, along with her,

The angel of white.

Rebecca Jones

Gentle Spirit

Gentle spirit with fairest face,
Holding the dove in gentle embrace.
Let it fly to earth, to appear, 
Upon a beloved one so dear.
For God has let it descend upon the earth,
Giving a woman special tenderness and worth.
Bringing joy from Jesus,
Her savior upon high...
Let it go gentle spirit...
Let if fly!

Rebecca Jones

Angel Fair

Angel fair, with sweet bouquet,

Did you pick all those for me today?
Thank you for the gift,

Thank you for the rose.

Thanks be unto Him,

For everything that grows.

The earth is His garden,

Filled with many blooms,

And in heaven with many rooms,

There are more than I could ever hope to see.

His angel fair has planted a garden there.

Sown it just for me.

Rebecca Jones

We Should Rest

Why should we rest?

Why get more sleep?

To be blessed,

His promises, He does keep.

Why should we rest?

Or even care?

Because God does,

And He is always there.

Why should we rest?

Because, beloved are we.

God is awake, 

There's nothing He can't see.

Why should we rest?

Why stay awake and worry?

God is close by,

He doesn't have to hurry.

Why should we rest?

Surely we should pick up the pace.

No beloved, God says relax.

Rest in His amazing grace.

Rebecca Jones

He is our Peace

He gave us the dove, 

He handed us His love.

With nails that pierced His wrist.

We are Holy Spirit kissed.

And sealed forever in His embrace.

All because He chose to take our place.

He wants all to be Spirit filled,

And it is by stripes, rather, wounds, we are healed.

He gave us His Son,

The most precious gift God gave.

It should first in our hearts,

And determine how we behave.

He loves us,

His Spirit is upon us, in us.

He is love everlasting,

If God is for us, who is against us?

From the cross, 

He gave us His forever love.

So let's receive from Jesus,

Walking in pure white, like the dove.

Rebecca Jones

A Prayer For Napping

Angels watch me as I nap.
My head I rest upon your lap.
Angel wings around me folding,
But it's Jesus hand I am holding.

( I made this short if you'd like to teach it to a child, I hope it's a blessing to parents. )

Release the Dove of Peace

Release the dove of peace,

Give Him wings to fly.

Let Him fill the drift, the rift,

With the pure lift of grace to the sky.

I may not understand all,

But Lord I know you do.

You see things I don't see.

And you see me through.

Release your Spirit Lord,

Let Him descend on me,

If I am to be like you Lord,

Your love must set me free.

I can not abandon your call to me,

Just like you could not remain on a throne.

You came to suffer so I'd be free,

You gave up all of it, so I'd never be alone.

Release the dove of peace,

Give Him wings to fly.

Let Him heal me, fill me.

Soaring grace to the sky.

Rebecca Jones