His servant said to him, 2 Kings 6:15–17
Alas, my master! What shall we do? So he answered,
Do not fear, for those who are with us are more than those who are with them. And Elisha prayed, and said,
Lord, I pray, open his eyes that he may see. Then the Lord opened the eyes of the young man, and he saw. And behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha.
Words: John Newton, Olney Hymns (London: W. Oliver, 1779), Book 1, number 40.
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 preservèd 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.