1 Chronicles 29: The angels are at home in heaven

The angels are at home in heaven.
The saints unsettled pilgrims here:
Our days are as a shadow, driven
From earth, so soon we disappear,
We no abiding city have.
No place of resting, but the grave.

Transient our life, and dark, and vain,
With empty joy and solid woe.
It never can return again.
Soon as our dream is pass'd below.
Its darkness ends in perfect night.
Or glorious everlasting light.