121 WELLS. 8s., 6 lines. d BORTNIANSKI. 8: Amen, [Alternative Tune No. 27.] THAT do the holy Angels see WH Up there above the starry height? Through streets of gold all shining bright, Within them grows the Tree of Life, What do the holy Angels do Up there above the starry height ? Sends them to help us in the fight; Up there above the starry height? They stand there clothed in purest white; O Holy Angels, strong and pure, 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: Of that new life when sin shall be no more. Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! Rest comes at length; though life be long and dreary, And Heav'n, the heart's true home, will come at last. Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! Angels! sing on, your faithful watches keeping, Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above; Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! Amen. |