The angels of God I met on the way
Armies encamped in battle array
Fear held its sway but now I esteem
The place of God's camp called Mahanaim
Like an army of angels
Oh, like an army of angels
Bright as the light of a lamp
Bright as the light of a lamp
Oh, to just gaze upon her
Oh, to just gaze upon her
Gaze on the dance of two camps
It's not him who wills, nor of him who runs
The feeble and weak ones shall overcome
The proud I resist, to humble give grace
Power, though small, great trials efface
Like an army of angels
Oh, like an army of angels
Bright as the light of a lamp
Bright as the light of a lamp
Oh, to just gaze upon her
Oh, to just gaze upon her
Gaze on the dance of two camps
Your unfailing love and faithfulness shown
For naught did I have when I left my home
Since I've returned to where I came from
I crossed over Jordan and now two camps I've become
Like an army of angels
Oh, like an army of angels
Bright as the light of a lamp
Bright as the light of a lamp
Oh, to just gaze upon her
Oh, to just gaze upon her
Gaze on the dance of two camps
Like an army of angels
Oh, like an army of angels
Bright as the light of a lamp
Bright as the light of a lamp
Oh, to just gaze upon her
Oh, to just gaze upon her
Gaze on the dance of two camps
Return O Shulamite
Mah-Mahanaim
That we may gaze upon you
Gaze upon the dance of two camps
Return O Shulamite
Mah-Mahanaim
That we may gaze upon you
Gaze upon the dance, the dance of two camps