Sing, sing, ye Angel bands, All beautiful and bright; For higher still and higher, Through fields of starry light, Mary, your Queen, ascends, Like the sweet moon at night.
2. Oh, happy angels! Look, How beautiful she is! See! Jesus bears her up, Her hand is locked in His; Oh, who can tell the height Of that fair Mother’s bliss?
3. And shall I lose thee then, Lose my sweet right to thee? Ah! No - the angels’ Queen Man’s mother still will be, And thou, upon thy throne, Wilt keep thy love for me.
4. On - through the countless stars Proceeds the bright array; And love divine comes forth To light her on her way, Through the short gloom of night Into celestial day.
5. Hark! Hark! Through highest heaven What sounds of mystic mirth! Mary by God proclaimed Queen of Immaculate Birth, And diademed with stars, The lowliest of the earth!
6. See! See! The eternal hands Put on her radiant crown, And the sweet majesty Of mercy sitteth down, For ever and for ever, On her predestined throne.
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SING, SING, YE ANGEL BANDS - Cameroon Hymnal - KOIRLINK