Angels, attend, (tis God commands)

Verse 1
Angels attend (’tis God commands)
And make me now your care:
Hover around, and in your hands
My soul securely bear.

Verse 2
With outstretch’d wings my temples shade;
To you the charge is given:
Are ye not all sent forth to aid
Th’ anointed heirs of heaven?

Verse 3
Servants of God, both yours and mine,
Your fellow-servant guard:
Sweet is the task, if he enjoin,
His service your reward.

Verse 4
Then let us join our God to bless,
Our Master’s praise to sing,
The Lord of hosts, the Prince of Peace,
Our Father, and our King.

Verse 5
At him my mounting spirit aims,
My kindling thoughts aspire,
(Assist, ye ministerial flames,
And raise my raptures higher!)

Verse 6
Upward on wings of love I fly,
Where all his glories blaze,
Like you behold with eagle’s eye
My heavenly Father’s face.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: "." Introduced in a hymnal jointly credited to John and Charles Wesley; it is more likely than not that Charles wrote it but not certain. Introduced in Hymns and Sacred Poems (1740), published by John and Charles Wesley (London: William Strahan, 1740). Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 1 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1868), page 303.
Publishing: Public Domain