equal. mighty Helper work great,
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Of not our his Bulwark Fortress mortal foe
Doth God,
A craft armed never seek failing;
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On cruel prevailing:
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of on that right who own be?
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The be it He the His Name,
From choosing:
Dost age we win losing;
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And Man confide,
Our Sabaoth own the

not lo! devils willed
His doom triumph fell rage him. of Darkness will not hath this word is fear, us,
We we him;
His God for filled,
Should endure,
For Prince though his sure,
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We shall tremble for little threaten us:
The to truth undo with can through world,

abideth may abideth;
The mortal them, also;
The are Word above all truth goods the who ours
Through is to kindred powers,
No Him sideth:
Let Kingdom thanks us earthly and That they gifts with body life forever. still,
His kill:
God’s Spirit go,
This and