The sleepless, unclouded vision of the spirit

I know that angels now can leave their bright abodes above,

And visit those on earth to them allied by ties of love;

Can stamp upon their plastic souls the impress of their care,

And bid them, while they dwell below, for richer joys prepare.

I know that they can cheer the heart with grief and sorrow pressed,

And point it to that brighter world, where weary ones find rest;

And where the soul will bask beneath this glorious Beacon-Light,

Which shines unclouded in the Heavens of Justice, Truth, and Right!

Twelve Messages from the spirit of John Quincy Adams through Joseph D. Stiles, medium to Josiah Brigham, Bela Marsh Publishers, Boston, 1859