Oh Angel["u" struck out]s, blessed Angel["u" struck out]s, fly swiftly down to me For my Lord and God is coming In my Heart to be I want to make Him happy all the time that he is here So come and help me to love him Angel["u" struck out]s dear Oh make a tent all round me with your white and shining wings That I may fix my eyes on him and shut out other things And bring with your harps of gold and silver trumpets clear And play sweet tunes and sing sweet songs To please him Ange["u" struck out]s dear
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