ANGEL HELPERS by Viola E. Smith

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jun 26, 1893

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 19, No. 33.

ANGEL HELPERS.

By Viola E. Smith

BY VIOLA E. SMITH.

WHEN temptations crowd our pathway, And our foes are great and strong; When the right seems crushed and helpless, Trampled down by sin and wrong; If we saw the host of angels Sent to help us on our way, Would our courage fail so quickly? Would we yield to dark dismay?

If we could, amid earth's discord, Catch an echo of their song, If we could but know the rapture Of the bright angelic throng, How life's darkest scenes would lighten, And its heavy clouds roll by, While our hearts would chime in chorus With the singers of the sky!

When by friends we are deserted, As our Saviour was of old, And the hearts once warm and tender Have become estranged and cold, If we knew that all around us Hands were stretched to grasp our own, That we were beloved of angels, Would we cry, "Alone, alone"?

Nay; though earth and hell combining Should assail the trembling soul, Leaning on our mighty helpers We are safe from their control; For when trusting Heaven to lead us, Loving ones and wise, to guide— "Who in heaven behold our Father"— Ever linger at our side.