1. My White Archangel | 2. War in Angel-Land | 3. Good Angels Conquer | 4. Sweet than a Mother's Song | 5. Lofty Minstrelsy | 6. Flying in Midair | 7. Far as Angel's Ken | 8. Music, the Speech of Angels | 9. Silver Bowers Leave | 10. Succor us, who Succor Want | 11. Angel Reaper's Choice | 12. Whose Faces See God | 13. Holy Placid Harp Tones | 14. Many an Angel Tent | 15. White and Serried Ranks | 16. Telling of their Father's Shelter | 17. Ideal in their Ministry | 18. Excel in Loving | 19. With their Lightning Swords | 20. Soother to every Joy | 21. Cynosure of all Eyes | 22. My Little Playmates Bright | 23. Happy Making Sight with God | 24. Angels All Adore Him | 25. Feast of Love | 26. Transcending our Wonted Themes | 27. The Holy Jerusalem | 28. Angels to Beckon Me | 29. Divine Creatures | 30. Angel-worship Forbidden | 31. Till Morning's Joy
HAPPY MAKING SIGHT WITH GOD.
December 23.
And after these things I saw another angel come down from heaven, having great
power; and the earth was lighted with his glory.—Revelation 18:1.
WE CALL good angels angels of light, their habitation being
in heaven, in the region of light; they are clothed with
light and glory ; they stand before the throne of the Most High,
and they inspire men with good actions, actions of light and
righteousness. Angels of darkness, on the contrary, are the
devil's ministers, whose abode is in hell, the region of darkness.
Paul says that "Satan sometimes transforms himself into an
angel of light ;" in like manner as our Savior says that '' wolves
sometimes put on sheep 's clothing to seduce the simple.
''They are ever discovered by their works; sooner or later they betray
themselves by deeds of darkness, wherein they engage with their
followers. Evil angels are unclean, promoters of darkness—of
spiritual wickedness; they oppose good angels and good men;
they are under punishment now; they dread severer sufferings
hereafter. —Edmund Robinson, D. D.
A little distance from the prow
Those crimson shadows were.
I turned my eyes upon the deck—
Christ! what saw I there!
Each corse lay flat, lifeless and flat,
And by the holy rood !
A man all light, a seraph man,
On every corse there stood.
This seraph-band, each waved his hand;
It was a heavenly sight!
They stood as signals to the land,
Each one a lovely light;
This seraph-band, each waved his hand,
No voice did they impart-
No voice ; but ah ! the silence sank
Like music on my heart.
—Coleridge. | 
