y every
Christian sect for its religious spirit and its lyric beauty.

Hark! hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling
O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore;
How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling
Of that new life where sin shall be no more.

REFRAIN
Angels of Jesus, angels of light
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night.

Onward we go, for still we hear them singing
"Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come,"
And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing,
The music of the gospel leads us home.
Angels of Jesus.

Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing,
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea,
And laden souls, by thousands meekly stealing,
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee.
Angels of Jesus.

_THE TUNES._

John B. Dykes and Henry Smart--both masters of hymn-tune
construction--have set this hymn to music. "Vox Angelica" in B flat, the
work of the former, is a noble composition for choir or congregation,
but "Pilgrim," the other's interpretation, though not dissimilar in
movement and vocal range, has, perhaps, the more sympathetic melody. It
is, at least, the favorite in many localities. Some books print the two
on adjacent pages as optionals.

Another much-loved hymn of Faber's is--

O Paradise, O Paradise!
Who doth not crave for rest?
Who would not see the happy land
Where they that loved are blest?

REFRAIN
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through
In God's most holy sight.

O Paradise, O Paradise,
The world is growing old;
Who would not be at rest and free
Where love is never cold.

Where loyal hearts and true.

O Paradise, O Paradise,
I greatly long to see
The special place my dearest Lord,
In love prepares for me.

Where loyal hearts and true.

This aspiration, from the ardent soul of the poet has been interpreted
in song by the same two musicians, and by Joseph Barnby--all with the
title "Paradise." Their similarity of style and near equality of merit
have compelled compilers to print at least two of them side by side for
the singers' choice. A certain pathos in the strains of Barnby's
composition gives it a peculiar charm