ANGELS of God to whom belong
To execute his word;
With ardour pure, affection strong,
Oh love your glorious Lord.
2 Ye happy spirits round the throne,
Who sojourned once in clay,
Like angels now complete in bliss,
Oh love as well as they.
3 Love him ye saints who dwell on earth,
And who his goodness know;
From him you had your heavenly birth,
To him each gift you owe.
4 Your outward wants he will supply,
Your inward foes control;
Let every creature love the Lord,
And love him, Oh my soul.