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.