A Morning Prayer of War

The war of Forces waxes strong,
The world is not the only field,
But in my heart the waste of wrong
Would spread destruction if I yield.

Be strength and valor, God, for me,
Let courage meet the rushing foe;
Keep battle-hardened weapons free
To lay the devil’s minions low.

Let no day pass, nor darkness end,
Without the hordes of evil slain;
With rising sun, let me contend,
Take up the sword and shield again.

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