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Hymns of the Christian Church.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

Frederick William Faber1814–1863

Frederick William Faber1814–1863

Modern Hymns

The Pilgrims of the Night

HARK, hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling

O’er earth’s green fields and ocean’s wave-beat shore:

How sweet the truth those blessèd strains are telling

Of that new life when sin shall be no more!

Angels of Jesus, angels of light,

Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night!

Darker than night life’s shadows fall around us,

And like benighted men we miss our mark:

God hides himself, and grace hath scarcely found us,

E’er death finds out his victims in the dark.

Angels of Jesus, etc.

Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing,

The voice of Jesus sounds o’er land and sea,

And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing,

Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to thee.

Angels of Jesus, etc.

Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,

“Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;”

And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing,

The music of the gospel leads us home.

Angels of Jesus, etc.

Rest comes at last; though life be long and dreary,

The day must dawn, and darksome night be past;

All journeys end in welcomes to the weary,

And heaven, the heart’s true home, will come at last.

Angels of Jesus, etc.

Cheer up, my soul! faith’s moonbeams softly glisten

Upon the breast of life’s most troubled sea,

And it will cheer thy drooping heart to listen

To those brave songs which angels mean for thee.

Angels of Jesus, etc.

Angels! sing on, your faithful watches keeping;

Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above,

While we toil on, and soothe ourselves with weeping,

Till life’s long night shall break in endless love.

Angels of Jesus, etc.