Will the Angels Come?

When I have fin­ished my jour­ney on earth

Ended my la­bor of love

When I am wait­ing for Je­sus to say

Haste to thy man­sion above.

Will they come? Will they come?

Say

will the an­gels come

And to Je­sus car­ry me home?

Will they come? Will they come?

Say

will the ang­els come

And to Je­sus car­ry me home?

When I am breath­ing my lat­est fare­well

Parting from all that is dear

When on my pil­low I wea­ri­ly turn

Say

will the an­gels be near?

When

as I gaze from the thresh­old of time

Fainter and faint­er the light

Softer and soft­er the voic­es I hear

Bidding my spir­it good night.

Yes; they will come from the bright

sun­ny land

Come on their pin­ions so fair;

Jesus will send them its glo­ry to tell

Angels will car­ry me there.