COME, ANGEL BAND
Sung by: W.P. Detherow
Recorded in Batesville, AR, 7/19/52

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The latest sun is sinking fast;
My race is narrow run.
My strongest trials have all passed;
My triumph has begun.

Chorus: Oh, come, angel band,
Come and around me stand.
Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings
To my immortal home.
Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings
To my immortal home.

I know I'm near the holy ranks,
Where kindred and friends are dear.
I brush the dew on Jordan banks;
The crossing must be near.

(Chorus)

When shall I reach that happy place
And be forever blessed?
When shall I see my Father's face,
And in his bosom rest?

(Chorus)

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Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas
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