| Song | Oh Come, Angel Band |
| Artist | Johnny Cash |
| Album | A Believer Sings the Truth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| My latest sun is sinking fast, | |
| My race is nearly run; | |
| My strongest trials now are past, | |
| My triumph is begun. | |
| Refrain:Oh, come, angel band, | |
| Come and around me stand; | |
| Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings | |
| To my eternal home; | |
| Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings | |
| To my eternal home. | |
| I know Im near the holy ranks | |
| Of friends and kindred dear | |
| I hear the waves on | |
| Jordans banks, | |
| The crossing must be near. | |
| Ive almost reached my heavnly home, | |
| My spirit loudly sings; | |
| Thy holy ones, behold, they come! | |
| I hear the noise of wings. | |
| Oh, bear my longing heart to | |
| Him,Who bled and died for me; | |
| Whose blood now cleanses from all sin, | |
| And gives me victory. |
| My latest sun is sinking fast, | |
| My race is nearly run | |
| My strongest trials now are past, | |
| My triumph is begun. | |
| Refrain: Oh, come, angel band, | |
| Come and around me stand | |
| Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings | |
| To my eternal home | |
| Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings | |
| To my eternal home. | |
| I know I m near the holy ranks | |
| Of friends and kindred dear | |
| I hear the waves on | |
| Jordan s banks, | |
| The crossing must be near. | |
| I ve almost reached my heav nly home, | |
| My spirit loudly sings | |
| Thy holy ones, behold, they come! | |
| I hear the noise of wings. | |
| Oh, bear my longing heart to | |
| Him, Who bled and died for me | |
| Whose blood now cleanses from all sin, | |
| And gives me victory. |
| My latest sun is sinking fast, | |
| My race is nearly run | |
| My strongest trials now are past, | |
| My triumph is begun. | |
| Refrain: Oh, come, angel band, | |
| Come and around me stand | |
| Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings | |
| To my eternal home | |
| Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings | |
| To my eternal home. | |
| I know I m near the holy ranks | |
| Of friends and kindred dear | |
| I hear the waves on | |
| Jordan s banks, | |
| The crossing must be near. | |
| I ve almost reached my heav nly home, | |
| My spirit loudly sings | |
| Thy holy ones, behold, they come! | |
| I hear the noise of wings. | |
| Oh, bear my longing heart to | |
| Him, Who bled and died for me | |
| Whose blood now cleanses from all sin, | |
| And gives me victory. |