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Jan 2013
"Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teaches my hands to the war, and my fingers to fight.
Be not Thou far from me, O Lord.
My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust. O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not my enemies triumph over"
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