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