(Second Tune) VOX ANGELICA IIS & 10S. With Refrain JOHN B. DYKES (J=100) Hark! hark, my soul! An-gel- ic songs are swell-ing O'er earth's green fields and 43 94 ocean's wave-beat shore; How sweet the truth those bless-ed strains are tell - ing Singing to wel come the pil-grims, the pil-grims of the night! A men. (Third Tune). ANGELS OF JESUS IIS & 105. With Refrain JOSEPH BARNBY (J=116) Hark! hark, my soul! Angel- ic songs are swell-ing O'er earth's green fields, and ocean's wave-beat shore; How sweet the truth those blessèd strains are telling angels of light, Sing- ing to wel-come the pilgrims of the night! A men. 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, 4 Rest comes at length, though life be long and "Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;" And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the Gospel leads us home. dreary, [be past; The day must dawn, and darksome night Faith's journeys end in welcome to the weary, And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. Ref.-Angels of Jesus, etc. 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, 5 Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keep The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea, And laden souls by thousands meekly steal ing, Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee. Ref.-Angels of Jesus, etc. ing; Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above, Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, [love. And life's long shadows break in cloudless Ref.-Angels of Jesus, etc. Amen. O hap py har-bor of God's saints! O sweet and pleas-ant soil! In thee no sor-row may be found, Nor grief, nor care, nor toil. A-men. b 2 No murky cloud o'ershadows thee, 3 Thy gardens and thy goodly walks Where grow such sweet and pleasant Right through thy streets, with silver And on the banks, on either side, 4 Those trees for evermore bear fruit, 476 PEARSALL 75 & 6s. D. (HORA NOVISSIMA-Part I) ROBERT L. DE PEARSALL 2 Arise, arise, good Christian, To heavenly gladness lead; 3 'Mid power that knows no limit, 443 4 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean! 5 O sweet and blessed country, To that dear land of rest! |