Angels Among Us Poetry — By Faye Collum Fairley We are standing in the eleventh hour As we await God’s awesome power, Some will rejoice, others will moan “Oh God please wait to take us home” Many are lost, not ready to go They’ll be taken to the fire below We need to shout so they can hear The day of the rapture is very near. A brother, a sister, a friend or foe, We all know one not ready to go It is our duty to show them the way