Scripture Verse

[He] died, and the angels carried him. Luke 16:22


Words: Jef­fer­son Has­call, in Me­lo­de­on, by John W. Dad­mun, 1860.

Music: The Land of Beulah Will­iam B. Brad­bu­ry, Brad­bu­ry’s Gold­en Show­er of Sun­day School Me­lo­dies (New York: Ivi­son, Phin­ney & Com­pa­ny, 1862), num­ber 50 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Has­call (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

William B. Bradbury


My latest sun is sinking fast,
My race is nearly run;
My strongest trials now are past,
My triumph is begun.


O come, angel band,
Come and around me stand;
O bear me away on your snowy wings
To my eternal home;
O bear me away on your snowy wings
To my eternal home.

I know I’m near the holy ranks
Of friends and kindred dear,
For I hear the waves on Jordan’s banks,
The crossing must be near.


I’ve almost reached my heav’nly home,
My spirit loudly sings;
Thy holy ones, behold, they come!
I hear the noise of wings.


O bear my longing heart to Him,
Who bled and died for me;
Whose blood now cleanses from all sin,
And gives me victory.