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| Prayer For Boldness |
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| Father God, whom we seek first, |
| With a cross You killed a curse, |
| And from the grave death You destroyed, |
| And now to preach we are employed. |
| Opposing us You know the horde |
| Who retreat when we say, “Lord!” |
| Violence, lies, discord and shame; |
| Satan hates and breeds the same. |
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| Why are all the nations raging, |
| Making our world cold? |
| We’ll SHOUT! louder than the Devil |
| Lord, make us all bold! |
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| Yet men scheme for all their worth, |
| Fighting our campaign for Earth; |
| Destroy our fear of those who kill; |
| You know their threats, we know your will. |
| Consider now all threats and hate: |
| With love we retaliate; |
| Flood our veins with zeal for you |
| God make many from a few |
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| The demon’s reign makes our land cold |
| Warm the world as was fore-told |
| Satan has souls in his hold |
| Shake the world, make us bold |
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| Bold, makes our land cold, |
| As was foretold, souls in his hold |
| Make us bold! |
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| [ Bold, Make us bold! ] |
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