Fight Each Battle, LORD

Fight each battle, LORD!
I am too weak to win!
Thou hast all power
To deliver me from sin.

I cannot free nor disentangle
Myself from Satan's snares!
I need Thee to keep me from the foe,
So I will not fall unawares.

Gird me in Thy armor, LORD!
Each piece place on me now;
Grant me the sword, the shield, all;
And Thy helmet on my brow.

Keep me meek and humble, LORD!
A contrite and broken heart please give!
Help me to stay always at Thy side,
To forever in Thy presence live.

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