Angel Band

My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run My strongest trials now are past My triumph is begun I know I'm nearing holy ranks Of friends and kindred dear I brush the dew of Jordan's banks 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 O come, angel band come and around me stand O bear me away on your snowy wings to my immortal home O bear me away on your snowy wings to my immortal home O bear my longing heart to Him Who bled and died for me Whose blood now cleanses from all sin And gives me victory