The night lay o’er the city,
The rain and winds made moan;
The worker in his garrett
With nought of earth to praise him,
No earthly love to bless;
But there was one in Heaven
Still cheered his loneliness.
Courage, true heart, courage!
She waiteth beyond the sun
To welcome thee to Heaven
When thy brave work is done.

Far on the hills of Heaven
An angel watching leant
With glad eyes earthward bent,
And whispered thro’ the quiet,
‘I come to thee anon.
Toil on, O my beloved,
Thy work is well nigh done.’
A few more nights of labour,
Of struggling bravely on,
And then God sent the angel.
The worker’s work was done.


Cold lay the lifeless body
Within that cheerless place,
A smile of peaceful trusting
Upon the poor thin face.
But from the lonely garrett,
Unseen of mortal sight,
Two angels happy-hearted
Passed into Heaven that night!
Two angels happy-hearted
Passed into Heaven that night!