Angels of the Church

Verse 1

Draw near, O Son of God, draw near, Us with thy flaming eye behold; Still in thy church vouchsafe t'appear, And let our candlestick be gold.

Verse 2

Still hold the stars in thy right hand, And let them in thy lustre glow, The lights of a benighted land, The angels of thy church below.

Verse 3

Make good their Apostolic boast, Their high commission let them prove, Be temples of the Holy Ghost, And fill'd with faith, and hope, and love.

Verse 4

Their hearts from things of earth remove, Sprinkle them, Lord, from sin and fear; Fix their affections all above, And lay up all their treasures there.

Verse 5

Give them an ear to hear thy word; Thou speakest to the churches now: And let all tongues confess their Lord, Let every knee to Jesus bow.