Countless hosts of angels

In the middle of the night while all are asleep
Countless hosts of angels in careful vigil keep
Guard over their charges assigned from God above
Sweet are the whispers that they exchange in love.

If one is so lucky to be awakened from one's rest
Perhaps one might come upon one of these winged guests
Who stand beside us always in the night and in the day
How precious is the wisdom that they drop along the way

Next time you find the night is noisier than you care
And sleep has left you early: breathe in some heavenly air
For there within the silence, in the darkness all around:
Angels will come forward and sanctify each sound.