Angel watchers

1 There's a band of angel watchers,
Just across the foaming tide;
Over by the dark cold river,
Waiting on the other side.

Chorus:
They're waiting, waiting, waiting in the glory land,
They're waiting, Waiting,
Waiting in the glory land.

2 Waiting there with smiling faces,
In their spotless robes of white;
While far out upon the billows,
Comes to us a gleam of light. [Chorus]

3 But we soon shall pass the portal,
Then we'll grasp the kindly hand;
Soon we'll greet the forms that bind us,
To the blessed glory land. [Chorus]


Source: Joyful Songs; a choice collection of new Sunday School music #94