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121 WELLS. 8s., 6 lines.

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BORTNIANSKI.

8: Amen,

[Alternative Tune No. 27.]

THAT do the holy Angels see

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Up there above the starry height?
A river flowing fair and free,

Through streets of gold all shining bright,
And walled around with precious stones :
'Tis there they have their glorious thrones.
The gates of pearl stand open wide,

Within them grows the Tree of Life,
Whose leaves shade all the river-side,
And heal the people's sin and strife :
The Angels' city has no night,
GOD'S glory makes it always bright.

What do the holy Angels do

Up there above the starry height ?
Our GOD so merciful and true

Sends them to help us in the fight;
They guide our way, and guard our path,
Each one his guardian Angel hath.
What do the holy Angels say

Up there above the starry height?
They sing and rest not night or day,

They stand there clothed in purest white;
To GOD a wondrous song they sing,
And to the Lamb, our LORD and King.

O Holy Angels, strong and pure,
Uplift my soul to Heaven on high,
For GOD, Whose promises are sure,
Says I may go there when I die.
O Lamb of GOD, wash out my sin,
For nothing evil may go in. Amen.

122 PILGRIMS. 11.10.11.10.9.11. (1st Tune.)

HENRY SMART.

8

Hell

Angels of JESUS, Angels of light,

Singing to

welcome the

pil-grims of the night.

Amen.

ARK! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling

HARK!

O'er earth's green fields, and ocean's wave-beat shore:
How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling

Of that new life when sin shall be no more.
Angels of JESUS, Angels of light,

Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night!

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Rest comes at length; though life be long and dreary,
The day must dawn, and darksome night be past;
Faith's journey ends in welcome to the weary,

And Heav'n, the heart's true home, will come at last.
Angels of JESUS, Angels of light,

Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night!

Angels! sing on, your faithful watches keeping,

Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above;
Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping,
And life's long shadows break in cloudless love.
Angels of JESUS, Angels of light,

Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! Amen.

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