1 The God of love, in heav’n above, Has angels ’round his throne,
Down from the sky, their home on high, He sends them to his own,
He sends them to his own.
2 “Go guard my sheep, their ways to keep, From dangers lurking near.
Protect them all, that none may fall, And keep them free from fear,
And keep them free from fear.”
3 At God’s command to ev’ry land On earth the angels come.
They do his will and guard us still So we are not alone,
So we are not alone.
4 Dear children all, both great and small, Our dear Lord loves us so.
For ev’rywhere that we may fare, His angels also go,
His angels also go.