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John Newton - More With Us Than With Them
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Alas! Elisha`s servant cried,
When he the Syrian army spied,
But he was soon released from care,
In answer to the prophet`s prayer. 

Straitway he saw, with other eyes,
A greater army from the skies;
A fiery guard around the hill,
Thus are the saints preserved still. 

When Satan and his host appear,
Like him of old, I faint and fear;
Like him, by faith, with joy I see,
A greater host engaged for me. 

The saints espouse my cause by prayer,
The angels make my soul their care;
Mine is the promise sealed with blood,
And Jesus lives to make it good.
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