At the edge of the light,
Where this old, weary life
Starts to fade with the coming of night,
I will call on Your love,
With a prayer in my heart
For Your Holy Spirit to come
And find me in the night
In the dusk of my life,
Where my soul sings out for the Lord.

Take my hand, take my heart,
Take my soul, Holy Dove,
Right to my Lord up above,
Where I’ll sing songs of angels,
I'll sing songs of love,
I’ll sing songs of angels,
In light and joy above.

Then I go marching, singing,
Round the realms of Heaven,
I’ll go marching, singing,
In light and love and joy, yeh I’ll go
Marching, singing,
Up and down with angels round me
Singing, humming
In praise of God and love.

Till all them angels
Shake their heads and say to me now Sunny
Go back, and sing your song of joy to all them
Sad folk, and lost folk,
At the edge of night and darkness,
Weeping, and lonely, calling out for love.
And sing them, your sweet song
Of love and light and life so all them
Sad folk, and lost folk, will know of God and love.

So now I sing songs of angels,
I sing songs of light,
Way up above you,
As the nightingale in flight.