1 Spirits call us; o’er the tumult,
Of our life’s wild restless sea,
Day and night these message bearers,
Send the tidings “we’re with Thee.”
2 As of old the prophets heard them,
By the Galilean lake;
So in homes, and halls, and temples,
Still they come for our dear sake.
3 Spirits call us; for they love us,
Angels, help us hear the call!
Send we back affection’s message,
WE love angels, love them all.
4 Angels call us from our troubles,
Therefore earth has lost its gloom;
Even death is shorn of power,
There is light within the tomb.
Source: Songs of Summerland #34