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As they hover over me They
stand alert and ready A
shawl is spread in unfolded strength Armor
of battle held steady I
gather in all I am For
Satan’s will is not to be And
underneath these angel’s hands I
rest within God’s canopy You
see the shadow of these warriors With
the rush of a summer breeze Always
present not always seen Hidden
beneath the outstretched trees Prayers
to our Heavenly Father Are
carried by these battle worn For
Satan attacks constantly But
God’s canopy never torn And
as His canopy grows and grows Like
the shadow cast from the Son The
mighty angels do their duty Knowing
the war was already won
Selah
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