His Angels

There fought with him at PenielA man till dawn, so Jacob said,Who named him then as Israel,And left him, safe and comforted.As Daniel prayed, there stood with himAn angel at each lion's head,And Love shone through the dungeon dim.

So, always, when a man might standIn trial or temptation low,Truth's angel draweth close to handTo watch with him against the foe;Love's silent angel waiteth nearTo see the end of all his woe,And smile to see the darkness clear.

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