Majesty Of The Seraph

Songs of light escape their lips



To bless all six wings never clipped



Gathered by the creator's throne



A heavenly choir making sinners atone



Singing the Lord's praise



The mighty are gifted and raised



To be an audience to these higher beings



Whose glow across the universe sheens



Immortal against the flow of time



They speak in melodies and rhyme



For their music is for God's ears



Echoes of their songs ease the mortal's fear



Wings shine bright full of fire



Breathing truth to the liar



All sing of God's favored creation



His pride and joy as he sits in near isolation



The seraphim provide his joy



While he makes other celestial toys



For his denizens to enjoy



The seraph provide hope in the empty dark



Their music echoing around and leaving their mark



For not even Morningstar can shine so bright



Against the Seraphim's song of majesty and light