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hand in hand with angels.
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Soul in soul to hold us
With a firmer grasp.
Hand in hand with angels,—
'T is a twisted chain,
Winding heavenward, earthward,
Linking joy and pain.

There 's a mournful jarring,
There 's a clank of doubt,
If a heart grows heavy,
Or a hand 's left out.
Hand in hand with angels
Walking every day;—
How the chain may lengthen,
None of us can say.
But we know it reaches
From earth's lowliest one,
To the shining seraph,
Throned beyond the sun.

Hand in hand with angels!
Blessed so to be!
Helped are all the helpers;
Giving light, they see.