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