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The Lord God is our sword and shield As we walk upon this battlefield. We are called to stand up and fight For justice, for truth, for all that is right. Here upon this solemn hill, we stand We will overcome by God's might right hand. The Lord is my fortress and my strong tower In His wake, mercy and grace shall flower. Take up the Rosary, lift high the Holy Cross All that I am or have, I count it as loss For, without you, I am nothing. Your very breath is my life Your death paid the price Without your love, I am empty and hollow Without your voice, I cannot follow Without your light, I fade away Lord, I need you, everyday!
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Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 9:57 PM UTC
Shield
The Lord God is our sword and shield As we walk upon this battlefield. We are called to stand up and fight For justice, for truth, for all that is right. Here upon this solemn hill, we stand We will overcome by God's might right hand. The Lord is my fortress and my strong tower In His wake, mercy and grace shall flower. Take up the Rosary, lift high the Holy Cross All that I am or have, I count it as loss For, without you, I am nothing. Your very breath is my life Your death paid the price Without your love, I am empty and hollow Without your voice, I cannot follow Without your light, I fade away Lord, I need you, everyday!
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Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 9:57 PM UTC
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