FOR HEALERS EVERYWHERE

THE MESSENGER

Some days I sit and wonder why
Divine made me, then I just will cry
I feel I have no place to go
My path in life I do not know.

And then my friend says to me
Without my words she could not see
The angels whispering on the winds
And Divine life that never ends

CHORUS:
So as I travel on my road
I share the messages I’m told
The angels sing the songs to me
I, the messenger will simply be

Much I see I don’t understand
I’ve been given sight and healing hands
I see right through earth’s silken veil
And see the angels that will never fail

To lift you up in times of need
And help you in all ways succeed.
I use the gifts given to me
Some I help, though others flee

CHORUS:
So as I travel on my road
I share the messages I’m told
The angels sing the songs to me
I, the messenger will simply be

The angels sing the songs to me
I, the messenger will simply be

Copyright 2002 Morgana Starr