Angels Attend Me

Angels attend me
Whilst I weep; God
Knows my fortitude, my
Weak heart and human
Frailty - angels attend me
As I strive, I climb the unseen
Mountain that is life, the
Treacherous paths we walk.
Angels attend me with my pain
My bent bone - they give me
Alms and manna enough to
Gain the next day's sun, walk
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