YE HOLY ANGELS BRIGHT

"I...heard the voice of many angels, numbering thousands upon thousands." Revelation 5:11

Words: Richard Baxter, Poetical Fragments, 1681, alt.
Music: William Croft (1678-1727).

Ye holy angels bright,
Who stand before God's throne
And dwell in glorious light,
Praise ye the Lord each one.
Assist our song, or else the theme
Too high doth seem for mortal tongue.

You blessèd souls at rest,
That see your Savior's face,
Whose glory, e'en the least,
Is far above our grace.
God's praises sound, as in His sight
With sweet delight you do abound.

All nations of the earth,
Extol the world's great King:
With melody and mirth
His glorious praises sing,
In Him rejoice and there proclaim
His holy Name with sounding voice.

My soul, bear thou thy part,
Triumph in God above,
And with a well tuned heart
Sing thou the songs of love.
And all my days let no distress
Nor fears suppress His joyful praise.