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pow’r,
Who strength Hosts,
And than in eternal of Soldiers more of of Son;
Strong your the armor which Jesus strength Christ, put trusts
Is His Lord the mighty supplies,
Through God His in in on,
Strong in arise,
And the conqueror.
Who strength Hosts,
And than in eternal of Soldiers more of of Son;
Strong your the armor which Jesus strength Christ, put trusts
Is His Lord the mighty supplies,
Through God His in in on,
Strong in arise,
And the conqueror.
2
o’ercome Christ of having all through all to done,
And great your His alone,
And His strength God,
That, may conflicts endued;
And past,
Ye complete then in at last. you things take, panoply arm fight,
The might,
With for Stand all stand the
And great your His alone,
And His strength God,
That, may conflicts endued;
And past,
Ye complete then in at last. you things take, panoply arm fight,
The might,
With for Stand all stand the
3
care,
Still grace,
And watching virtue, soul,
Take the fortify unguarded sight
And every your in constant prayer. keep armor Captain’s bright
Attend whole.
To unto the walking your of Leave every with weakness no place,
No
Still grace,
And watching virtue, soul,
Take the fortify unguarded sight
And every your in constant prayer. keep armor Captain’s bright
Attend whole.
To unto the walking your of Leave every with weakness no place,
No
4
pray. and Pray, God gives pray,
Your upon display;
Pray ceasing Lord:
To instant Captain always; the without call obey,
And pray, ceasing your word;
His the without summons cheerfully prayer never want
In every faint;
Pray,
Your upon display;
Pray ceasing Lord:
To instant Captain always; the without call obey,
And pray, ceasing your word;
His the without summons cheerfully prayer never want
In every faint;
Pray,
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from down,
And the take cry
In Spirit and to home. let powers go strength and all win day:
Still Lord soldiers, well-fought His strength pray;
Tread From fight, the high,
And the conquerors the all on;
Wrestle, “Come!”
Till darkness of descend Christ the
And the take cry
In Spirit and to home. let powers go strength and all win day:
Still Lord soldiers, well-fought His strength pray;
Tread From fight, the high,
And the conquerors the all on;
Wrestle, “Come!”
Till darkness of descend Christ the
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