1 You holy angels bright who wait at God's right hand,
or through the realms of light fly at your Lord's command:
assist our song, or else the theme too high will seem for mortal tongue.

2 You faithful souls at rest, who ran this earthly race,
and now from sin released behold your Saviour's face:
his praises sound and all unite in sweet delight to see him crowned.

3 You saints who serve below, adore your heavenly King,
and as you onward go your joyful anthems sing:
take what he gives and praise him still through good and ill, who ever lives.

4 So take, my soul, your part; triumph in God above,
and with a well - tuned heart sing out your songs of love:
with joy proclaim through all your days in ceaseless praise his glorious name!

Jubilate version of Ye holy angels bright Richard Baxter (1615 - 1691)
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