the voice

I fell asleep to the voice of an angel last night
She brought comfort to my soul and made life a delight
Her syllables had been formed in heaven's blessed light
For it was from God's history that she did recite

Though we have known each other for a time that's so slight
It seems as if our friendship had been formed with foresight
I wish to have the pleasure to see her dressed in white
On that great day of the Lord, when we all shall unite

Dorothy is her name, anyone beholding her sight
Shall be caught up by her beauty and caring forthright
A lovelier lass could ever have God formed outright
Her brightness obscuring all the stars, moon and sunlight