1 All alone! O yes, to the outward eye
There is no escape; there is no help nigh;
But to him who sees with a prophet’s sight
There’s a mighty host from the realms of light!
On the mountain side, there’s a rescue band;
Tho’ the hosts of sin press on ev’ry hand,
For our God is watching, and at his command,
Sweep the fire-clad legions from the unseen land.
2 In our earthly tents we are lodgers here,
And the hosts of sin are encamping near;
O look up, look up, with a trust serene,
For the Lord our God is encamped between! [Refrain]
3 When the heart is low and the sunlight flown,
O for faith to lean on our God alone;
For a faith that peers thro’ the nightly folds,
And the lights of the angel camp beholds! [Refrain]
4 Does the foe press hard? do not doubt not fear:
There is help at hand, there is rescue near;
For the unseen hosts of the mighty Lord
Are around about keeping watch and ward. [Refrain]
5 Living close to God, in a vision clear
We may see these hosts of the heav’nly sphere!
We may rest secure ’neath their shelt’ring wing;
We may win the foe to the Lord our King. [Refrain]Source: The Old Story in Song #48