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Oh we righteous striving to cease being sinners Do we fight with the aim of being winners When the fight goes on and on Seemingly a curse on every eon That to find earthly favor and treasure The upright endure labour and pressure Pressing with weariness and attrition Aiming to edge us out of culture and conviction Make hard the good and easy the evil That the ungodly may be termed civil Sight is easy but faith is best So shall the Christian enter into rest The battle belongs to the Lord His Majesty and Might that we cannot afford Affords us to be still and know As He bolsters our faith and makes a public show For us and for those who ask “Where is your God?” And so are we comforted by His staff and rod That ye shall stand and witness His deliverance And the testimony always lace your utterance K. Muitherero

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