Description
A delightful piece for two-part trebles, with a more involved organ accompaniment, for the feast of Michaelmas.
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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