Dave Horn

Helpers of the righteous
They stand before the throne
Worshiping Almighty God
He sends them to His own
Messengers of mercy,
of discipline and death
The listen to His every word
and hang on every breath

It is not angels
who will rule the world to come
It is not angels
who built the Golden City we are from
It is no angel
who made us all one family the same
It is our Brother, the Son of God,
and Jesus is His name.

A domain that is not visible
All things beneath His feet
A little lower than the angels
His suffering complete
Boldly He has worn for us
two kinds of crown
Cups sweet and bitter,
He has drunk them down

It is not angels
who will rule the world to come
It is not angels
who built the Golden City we are from
It is no angel
who made us all one family the same
It is our Brother, Mary's boy,
and Jesus is His name.

Joshua and Jess,
it's still a name for flesh and blood
Many have worn that name,
but only One has borne their shame
He was made like us
For flesh and blood can die
By His sacrifice He broke the chains
That held you and I
He suffered in temptation,
He knows you when you cry
He destroyed death,
so we are not afraid to die.

It is not angels
who turned away God's wrath
It is not angels
whose dusty sandals
walked a perfect path
Not for angels
He offered up Himself the sacrifice...

It is not angels
who will rule the world to come
It is not angels
who built the Golden City we are from
It is no angel
who made us all one family the same
It is our Brother, the Lamb of God,
and Jesus is His name.