Slowly into our hearts is poured,--
"Blessed is he that cometh
In the name of the Lord!"

IV.

Who is the Angel that cometh?
Death!
But do not shudder and do not fear;
Hold your breath,
For a kingly presence is drawing near.
Cold and bright
Is his flashing steel,
Cold and bright
The smile that comes like a starry light
To calm the terror and grief we feel;
He comes to help and to save and heal:
Then let us, baring our hearts and kneeling,
Sing, while we wait this Angel's sword,--
"Blessed is he that cometh
In the name of the Lord!"




VERSE: DREAM-LIFE


Listen, friend, and I will tell you
Why I sometimes seem so glad,