Description
This anthem for treble voices employs an early 20th century text by Constance Morgan that implores angelic protection for the coming night. Despite the title, it is entirely suitable for any time of year, not just the Feast of St. Michael, and would be particularly effective for an evening service. A flowing organ part runs throughout.
Anthem text
Fold your white wings, dear Angels,
Fold your white wings;
Dew falls and the nightingale softly now sings.
Across the lawn lie shadows,
So still, so deep,
Dear loving Angels, pass not by,
Hush me to sleep.
Night falls, and whisp’ring goes the wind
Along the sea;
Fold your white wings, dear Angels,
Fold them, dear Angels,
Fold them round me.
--Constance Morgan, 1911
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