O COME ANGEL BAND



by Erwin Bourne

“That night some shepherds were in the fields outside
the village guarding their flocks of sheep. Suddenly
an angel of the Lord appeared among them and the
radiance of the Lord’s glory surrounded them. They
were terribly frightened, but the angel reassured
them. ‘Don’t be afraid!’ he said. ‘I bring you good
news of great joy for everyone. The Savior—the
Messiah, the Lord—has been born tonight in Bethlehem.’
…Suddenly, the angel was joined by a vast host of
others—the armies of heaven—praising God.”

How many angels are there in heaven? To answer this
let’s take notice how many fallen angels there must
be. According to Revelation 12:4, the dragon’s tail
“drew the third part of the stars of heaven, and did
cast them to the earth” (Rev. 12:4 KJV). So
two-thirds of the angels are at God’s command. In II
King 6:16, the prophet Elisha told his servant, “Don’t
be afraid…for there are more on our side than on
theirs!” Then the prophet asked the Lord to “open his
eyes and let him see!” Then the servant looked up and
saw that the hillside around Elisha was filled with
horses and chariots of fire (NLT).

Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane told His disciples:
“Don’t you realize that I could ask my Father for
thousands of angels to protect us, and He would send
them instantly?” (Mt. 26:53). But Jesus came to earth
to die and did not call for a defense though it was in
His power. History of missions is filled with stories
when God did send visible troops of angels for
defense. The following poem graphically reveals the
faith of foreign missionaries. Some were delivered by
visible angels. Others suffered martyrdom.

AFRAID OF WHAT?

Afraid? Of what?
To feel the spirit’s
glad release!
To pass from pain to
perfect peace,
The strife and strain of life to cease!
Afraid—of that?

Afraid? Of what?
Afraid to see the
Savior’s face,
To hear His welcome
and to trace
The glory gleam from
wounds of grace?
Afraid?—of that!

Afraid? Of what?
A flash, a crash, a
pierced heart.
Darkness, light, O
Heaven’s art!
A wound of His a
counterpart?
Afraid?—of that!

Afraid? Of what?
To do by death what
life could not—
Baptize with blood a
stony plot,
Till souls shall
blossom from that spot.
Afraid?—of that?