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