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A mighty
Fortress is our God, A trusty Shield and Weapon;
He helps us free from evr'ry need, That hath us now o'ertaken.
The old evil Foe, Now means deadly woe;
Deep guile and great might, Are his dread arms in fight;
On earth is not his equal.
With might of ours can naught be done,
Soon were our loss effected;
But for us fights the Valiant One, Whom God Himself elected. Ask
ye, Who is this? Jesus Christ it is, Of Sabbath Lord, And there's
none other God; He holds the field forever.
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Come unto me all
ye that labour and are heavy laden and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28
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