I would be like an angel

1 I would be like an angel,
And with the angels stand,
A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand;
Then right before my Saviour,
So glorious and so bright,
I'd wake the sweetest music,
And praise him day and night.

2 I never would be weary,
Nor ever shed a tear,
Nor ever know a sorrow,
Nor ever feel a fear;
But blessed, pure, and holy,
I'd dwell in Jesus' sight,
And, with ten thousand angels,
Praise Him both day and night.

3 I know I'm weak and sinful,
But Jesus will forgive,
For many little children
Have gone to Heav'n to live.
Dear Saviour, when I languish,
And lay me down to die,
O! send a shining angel
To bear me to the sky.

4 O, then I'll see my Saviour,
And ever near him stand,
A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand!
And there before my Saviour,
So glorious and so bright;
I'll join the heav'nly music,
And praise him day and night.

Source: Kind Words: a new collection of hymns and tunes for sunday schools and the social circle #80