They come, God's messengers of love

Verse 1

They come, God’s messengers of love, They come from realms of peace above, From homes of never-fading light, From blissful mansions ever bright.

Verse 2

They come to watch around us here, To soothe our sorrow, calm our fear: But chiefly, at our journey's end, 'Tis theirs the spirit to defend.

Verse 3

Blest Jesus, Thou Whose groans and tears Have sanctified frail nature’s fears, To earth in bitter sorrow weighed, Thou didst not scorn Thine angel’s aid.

Verse 4

An angel guard to us supply, When on the bed of death we lie; And by Thine own almighty power, O shield us in that final hour. Amen.