An Angel who did not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards.
You are a child of God. He is father of your spirit. Spiritually you are of noble birth, the offspring of the King of Heaven. Fix that truth in your mind and hold to it. However many generations in your mortal ancestry, no matter what race or people you represent, the pedigree of your spirit can be written on a single line. You are a child of God!
How like an angel came I down!
If God built me a ladder to heaven, I would climb it and elbow drop the world
Who, in the midst of just provocation to anger, instantly finds the fit word which settles all around him in silence is more than wise or just; he is, were he a beggar, of more than royal blood, he is of celestial descent.
Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies... To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.
Like falling stars from the universe we are hurled Down through the long loneliness of the world Until we behold the pain, become the pearl
No man saw the building of the New Jerusalem, the workmen crowded together, the unfinished walls and unpaved streets; no man heard the clink of trowel and pickaxe; it descended out of heaven from God.
