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<song version="1.0"><lyrics><verse label="1" type="v"><![CDATA[Ye holy angel bright,
Who wait at God’s right hand, 
Or through the realms of light 
Fly at your Lord’s command, 
Assist our song, 
Or else the theme too high 
Doth seem for mortal tongue.
Ye blessed souls at rest, 
Who see your Saviour’s face, 
Whose glory, e’en the least 
Is far above our grace, 
God’s praises sound, 
As in His sight 
With sweet delight 
Ye do abound.]]></verse><verse label="2" type="v"><![CDATA[Ye saints who toil below, 
Adore your heavenly King, 
And onward as ye go, 
Some joyful anthem sing; 
Take what He gives, 
And praise Him still 
Through good and ill, 
Who ever lives.]]></verse><verse label="3" type="v"><![CDATA[My soul, bear thou thy part, 
Triumph in God above, 
And with a well-tuned heart 
Sing thou the songs of love. 
Let all thy days 
Till life shall end, 
Whate’er He send, 
Be filled with praise.]]></verse></lyrics></song>