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