Sunday musical offering

The latest sun is sinking fast,
My race is almost run;
My strongest trials now are past,
My triumph is begun.
O come, angel band,
Come and around me stand;
O bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal home.

I know I’m near the holy ranks
Of friends and kindred dear;
I brushed the dew on Jordan’s banks,
The crossing must be near.
O come, angel band,
Come and around me stand;
O bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal home.

I’ve almost gained my heavenly home,
My spirit loudly sings;
The holy ones, behold, they come;
I hear the noise of wings.
O come, angel band,
Come and around me stand;
O bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal home.

One Response to Sunday musical offering

  1. egorr says:

    Wonderful.

    I’m getting to the point where I can almost hear the rustling of wings, this rendition affected me deeply.

    Thank you, BoB.

    Liked by 1 person

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