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Lord Deliver Thine Own

Oh glorious father in heaven come down and deliver thine own show thy own mighty hand bearing fruit to the seed you've sown Your people are held in prison threatened hardship when they pray no free access to worship persecution abound having no say Oh Lord they love your holy name refusing to deny you no matter what so faithful they are to your cause holding fast thy word whatever their lot Please shower your mercy upon them be ever close be always near assuring them your peace and presence wiping away their every tear May they know you're in total control holding them by your merciful hand leading them through the waves and fire together with you they will stand So Lord glorify thy holy name to you be all the praise may your will be done as they serve you all their days AUTHOR NOTES: a prayer for the persecuted church.

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