Held firm in the arms,
Of an angel thus chosen,
Cradled in blessed healing,
From God's hands woven.

Carried day to day,
As disease tried to take,
The body God molded,
But He did not forsake,

Held close and protected,
By the shield of power,
God fought my battle,
Each passing of the hour.

Covered in showers,
Blessing flowed o'er me,
I am a witness to all,
From disease I am free.

Immersed by an angel,
Where living waters flow,
The healing spirit touched,
Thus God's gift to bestow.

Released by an angel,
A miracle brought jubilee,
Touched by God's hand,
Sweet Jesus, I thank Thee.

Gayle Davis©
September 20, 2006
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