A WISH RECALLED

J. G. Deck

I wish I were an angel bright,

To stand before the throne in light,

And join the myriads that proclaim

The honour of the ascended Lamb ...

But stop! what loser should I be—

I could not sing, ‘He died for me!’

Ah, no! I’d not an angel be;

A sinner saved is the name for me.

I’d rather debtor be to grace

Than fill e’en Gabriel’s honoured place,

And, washed in Calvary’s precious flood,

Owe all to Christ’s atoning blood.