The Three Angel Visitants - song lyrics 
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THE THREE ANGEL VISITANTS. 
Father, dear father, a young child said, As she stole one night to his lonely bed; Father, Oh come to my room with me, And three beautiful angels there you'll see. 
Chorus. But my gentle mother's eye grew dim As she said, "Let her stay and comfort him; To both but a few months of sorrow are given. We'll then have them, Willie, with us in heaven. Yes, yes, all in heaven, yes, yes, all in heaven." 
Just now, as I lay with half-closed eyes, I heard a sweet song from the sparkling skies; And as I was wondering what it could mean, Mother, Mary and Willie came gliding in.-Chorus. 
They hovered around my little bed, And each laid a hand on my aching head; The tears from my eye-lids fell like pearls, But they wiped them away with my loosened curls.-Chorus. 
I'll tell you, dear father, why I cried, 'Twas because with them we had not died; I thought when they'd gone, how lonely 'twould be, To live all alone here-just you and me.-Chorus. 
"'Tis a dream, a dream, my precious child, Your aching head made your fancy wild;" A dream, oh, no, that could not be. For dreams do not come and talk with me.-Chorus. 
And they did talk, for sister Mary said; Her spirit was blest, though her body was dead; And she said that but once the flowers should die, And I'd find my home in her own bright sky.-Chorus. 
And little Willie, as he stood there, With his mild blue eyes and shining hair, Lisped amid smiles I yet can see"Come, little sister, go home with me. " -Chorus,