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

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

William B. Bradbury, Golden Shower 1862 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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William B. Bradbury (1816-1868)

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

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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.

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

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

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