Great God, to what glory and lofty estate

Thine Only-begotten was raised, and made great!

The angels in dazzling white garments are known

As ministers of His untarnishèd throne.

The angels are bidden to guide us who roam,

To lead us and bring us the narrow way home

Whatever the dangers that crowd on the road,

They meet us in journeying homeward to God.

When I must depart from this frail tent of dust,

When I must appear at the throne of the Just,

Oh, let a kind angel from Paradise come,

To guide and defend me and bring me safe home.