4565432Poems — Guardian AngelsAnnie Lanman Angier
GUARDIAN ANGELS.
O! not alone when mortals sleep
Do angel watchers vigil keep;
They linger near us, through the day;
Their ready promptings when we stray
Would lead us in the better way.

On Pity's brow their soft light falls,
When sorrow for compassion calls;
When tears are shed, and hopes depart,
When anguish rends the breaking heart,
They of its venom rob the dart.

What though no eye their form may view,
Their love is constant, firm, and true;
And when we most require their aid,
Beside our path, around our bed,
With noiseless step these watchers tread.

Oft when is breathed the last faint sigh,
Their soft hands close the dying eye;
They whisper in the dull, cold ear,
Kind words of peace, and hope, and cheer;
Then heavenward the freed spirit bear.

Say, would'st thou share their mission blest,
Who guide earth's weary ones to rest?
This holy task is given to thee,
For ere Death's hand shall set thee free,
A guardian angel thou may'st be.