Protect me from them vicious swords,
Lord of grace and mercy.
Relinquish me from the unfaithful odds.
Cover me with your mighty wings
That I may not scorch from them heat,
Great one, king of kings.
Open my eyes wide,
That I may be able to see,
What only you can hide.
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