All heavenly things enthrall this longing mind
When grace in angels this lost spirit found
That tread upon a higher, holy ground
And dwell in Love, activity refined

For they are born and bred in the divine
Testament to the beauty of paradise
That with its splendour electrifies
The spirit, with Love intertwined

For sight of angels, borne aloft by God
Not oceans fathomless could quench the thirst
His creations I in awe applaud

To fly on wings of angels I desire
Our heavenly friends, alit by celestial sun
On blazing wings they graft, aspire