They
say angels are near when I appear
But
I’d like to think that be not true
God
does send me from time to time
To
comfort some souls, not just a few
A
flash of crimson draws the pain away
From
the anguish that burdens the heart
Just
a moment of beauty and grace
And
Lo, I have done my part
For
God uses all kinds of critters to emerge
Like
butterflies, bluebirds and such
Angels
are busy with Heavenly chores
They're rescuing souls from the enemy’s clutch
If
you see my brilliant coat of red
And
don’t sense the power of an unseen hand
Forget
about angels and other such things
The
Master sent me so you’d understand
I’m
just a symbol of beauty and grace,
No
magic , no angels appear with me
But
the God of the universe uses my shape
So you
can think calmly and clearly see
Cardinals wing from heaven's door,
But not as someone known before,
Simply sent to lift our face,
To think on those who've run the race.
