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Henry Smart, 1868

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1 Hark! hark, my soul! An gelic songs are swell-ing O'er earth's green fields and

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ocean's wave-beat shore: How sweet the truth those bless - ed strains are tell ing

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2 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.
Angels of Jesus, etc.

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Angels of light, Sing-ing to wel-come the pil-grims of the night! A-MEN.

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3 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.
Angels of Jesus, etc.

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4 Rest comes at length: though life be long and dreary,
The day must dawn, and darksome night be past;
Faith's journeys end in welcomes to the weary,

And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last.
Angels of Jesus, etc.

VOX ANGELICA

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5 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, etc.

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1 Daily, daily sing the prais - es Of the cit y

6 0 I would my ears were open

Here to catch that happy strain!
OI would my eyes some vision
Of that Eden could attain!

O that I had wings, etc.

4 There the meadows green and dewy
Shine with lilies wondrous fair;
Thousand, thousand are the colors
Of the waving flowers there.
O that I had wings, etc.

5 There the wind is sweetly fragrant,
And is laden with the song
Of the seraphs, and the elders,
And the great redeemèd throng.
O that I had wings, etc.

Rev. Sabine Baring-Gould, 1865

2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.

Stand dressed in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.

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Infinite day ex- cludes the night, And pleasures ban - ish pain.

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3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 5 O could we make our doubts remove.

Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes;

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,

Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.

1 There is a land of pure de - light, Where saints im

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4 But timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea;

And linger, shivering, on the brink,
And fear to launch away.

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Rev. Isaac Watts, 1707

John H. Gower, 1890

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In - finite day ex- cludes the night, And pleas-ures ban - ish pain. A-MEN.

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Salem, Vis ion whence true peace doth spring,

2 There for ever and for ever
Alleluia is outpoured;
For unending, for unbroken,

Is the feast-day of the Lord;
All is pure, and all is holy

That within thy walls is stored.

(See also REGENT SQUARE, No. 302)

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3 There no cloud or passing vapor Dims the brightness of the air; Endless noonday, glorious noonday,

From the Sun of suns is there; There no night brings rest from labor, There unknown are toil and care.

how glo-rious are the praises Which of thee the proph-ets sing!

13 The radiant morn hath passed away. 57 Upward where the stars are burning. 261 Ten thousand times ten thousand. 427 Who are these like stars appearing. 429 Hark! the sound of holy voices. 430 Give me the wings of faith to rise.

Sir George C. Martin, 1889

of the highest King;

The following Hymns are also suitable :

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5 Now with gladness, now with courage,
Bear the burden on thee laid,
That hereafter these thy labors

May with endless gifts be paid,
And in everlasting glory

Thou with joy may'st be arrayed.

Anon. (Latin, 15th cent.) Trans. by Rev. John M. Neale, 1854: verse 1, line 2, alt.

4 O how glorious and resplendent,
Fragile body, shalt thou be,
When endued with so much beauty,
Full of health, and strong, and free,
Full of vigor, full of pleasure
That shall last eternally!

443 When this passing world is done.
584 Those eternal bowers.

590 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings. 594 Forward! be our watchword.

613 The roseate hues of early dawn.
619 The saints of God! Their conflict past.