Sixty-three

Феликс Клинковский
Sixty-three angels are guarding the heart.
Sixty-three checkers, they won’t give it up.
It will be beating forevermore,
They will be near until gloom is gone.

Sixty-three angels are keeping the flame.
Sixty-three checkers, they won’t go away.
It will be burning forevermore,
They will be close by until He returns.