Poems (Ford)/Angels
ANGELS.
They hover around us on pinions of light,
Dispersing the shadows of sorrow's dark night;
They watch o'er our welfare from cradle to grave;
And calm the wild tempests of life's troubled wave.
Dispersing the shadows of sorrow's dark night;
They watch o'er our welfare from cradle to grave;
And calm the wild tempests of life's troubled wave.
Some, radiant in beauty, descend from the skies,
Whose glory would dazzle our earth-clouded eyes;
Some, robed in coarse raiment, and prisoned in clay,
Are journeying with us on life's rugged way.
Whose glory would dazzle our earth-clouded eyes;
Some, robed in coarse raiment, and prisoned in clay,
Are journeying with us on life's rugged way.
They bear to the sufferer the balm of relief;
They weep o'er our sins, and console us in grief;
From clay-cumbered dwellings those pure spirits shine,
As diamonds flash out through the gloom of the mine.
They weep o'er our sins, and console us in grief;
From clay-cumbered dwellings those pure spirits shine,
As diamonds flash out through the gloom of the mine.
Our earth-angels kneel in the chamber of death,
And mingle their prayers with the faint, parting breath,
While heavenly spirits receive the last groan,
And bear the freed soul to the foot of the throne.
And mingle their prayers with the faint, parting breath,
While heavenly spirits receive the last groan,
And bear the freed soul to the foot of the throne.
While humbly adoring our Father above,
Who sends us those guardians of mercy and love,
To watch o'er us ever, though shrouded from view,
We thank Him for sending us earth-angels too.
Who sends us those guardians of mercy and love,
To watch o'er us ever, though shrouded from view,
We thank Him for sending us earth-angels too.