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Revision as of 16:03, 24 September 2007
Tunes
- Pilgrims, by Henry Smart, 1868[1]
- Vox Angelica, by John Bacchus Dykes (1823–1876), 1868[2]
Lyrics
- Poet: Frederick William Faber
- Copyright: Public Domain
Lyrics from Faber's Hymns, 1894 (p. 204-205)
1. Hark! hark! my soul! angelic songs are swelling 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! Chorus. Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome The pilgrims of the night! 2. Darker than night life's shadows fall around us, And, like benighted men, we miss our mark; God hides Himself, and grace hath scarcely found us, Ere death finds out his victims in the dark. 3. Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, Come, weary souls! for Jesus bids you come! And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the Gospel leads us home. 4. Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea, And laden souls, by thousands meekly stealing, Kind Shepherd! turn their weary steps to Thee. 5. Rest comes at length; though life be long and dreary, The day must dawn, and darksome night be past; All journeys end in welcomes to the weary, And Heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. 6. Cheer up, my soul! faith's moonbeams softly glisten Upon the breast of life's most troubled sea; And it will cheer thy drooping heart to listen To those brave songs which angels mean for thee. 7. Angels! sing on, your faithful watches keeping, Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above; While we toil on, and soothe ourselves with weeping, Till life's long night shall break in endless love.