Care of the Angels

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Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Dec 1, 1909

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 36, No. 47.

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Care of the Angels

'Tis your office, spirits bright, Still to guard us night and day, And before your heavenly might Powers of darkness flee away. Ever doth our unseen host Camp around us, and avert All that seek to do us hurt, Curbing Satan’s malice most. And ye come on ready wing. When we drift toward sheer despair, Seeing naught where we might cling, Suddenly, lo! ye are there! And the wearied heart grows strong, As an angel strengthened Him, Fainting in the garden dim, ’Neath the world’s vast wo and wrong.
— Johann Rist.