Angels Descend

Angels from on high
Intersect with us here below
Guide us along the way
And help us not to sway

Perfect love is my gold
Let us discard the flesh of old

Angels from on high
Descend now from the sky
Take me to the throne of fire
Where perfect love dwells entire
Where His infinite majesty rests secure
Far above the pains we endure

Angels from on high
Sound the trumpet 'till we comply!
For here below love is slain
Let us raise His standard over the plain

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