My soul, weigh not thy life
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My soul, weigh not thy lifeAgainst thy heavenly crown;Nor suffer Satan's deadliest strifeTo beat thy courage down.
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With prayer and crying strong,Hold on the fearful fight,And let the breaking day prolongThe wrestling of the night.
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The battle soon will yield,If thou thy part fulfill;For strong as is the hostile shield,Thy sword is stronger still.
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Thine armor is divine,Thy feet with victory shod,And on thy head shall quickly shineThe diadem of God.