Angel Band (Land of Beulah) 463
Tune: William Batchelder Bradbury, 1862
Lyrics: Rev. Jefferson Haskell, 1860
Meter: Common Meter (8,6,8,6)
My latest sun is sinking fast,
My race is nearly 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 snowy wings,
To my immortal home.
I know I'm near the holy ranks
Of friends and kindred dear,
I brush the dew on Jordan's bank,
The crossing must be near.
I've almost gained my heav'nly home;
My spirit loudly sings,
The holy ones behold they come!
I hear the noise of wings.