GUARDIAN ANGELS.
O! not alone when mortals sleep
Do angel watchers vigil keep;
They linger near us, through the day;
Their ready promptings when we stray
Would lead us in the better way.
Do angel watchers vigil keep;
They linger near us, through the day;
Their ready promptings when we stray
Would lead us in the better way.
On Pity's brow their soft light falls,
When sorrow for compassion calls;
When tears are shed, and hopes depart,
When anguish rends the breaking heart,
They of its venom rob the dart.
When sorrow for compassion calls;
When tears are shed, and hopes depart,
When anguish rends the breaking heart,
They of its venom rob the dart.
What though no eye their form may view,
Their love is constant, firm, and true;
And when we most require their aid,
Beside our path, around our bed,
With noiseless step these watchers tread.
Their love is constant, firm, and true;
And when we most require their aid,
Beside our path, around our bed,
With noiseless step these watchers tread.
Oft when is breathed the last faint sigh,
Their soft hands close the dying eye;
Their soft hands close the dying eye;
