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 Lord  Take  This  Soldier  Home
I'm  so  tired  of  fighting
 These  battles  Lord, that
I  can  no  longer  win,  I'm
Giving  them  to  you  now
As  I  should  have  long  ago.

The  enemys  at  my  back
Gaining  on  me  day  by  day, I'm
Through  pretending  Lord, that  
I'm  still  strong  and  brave, the
Warrior  I  once  was,  has  fled,
No  more  will  she  be  found.

I'm  taking  off  this  heavy
Armor, the  weight  has  
Taken  a  toll  on  me, I'm
Waving  a  flag  of  surrender,
Putting  my  sword  back  in
It's  sheath.

  
May  I  lie  down  beside  Kidrons
Brook, close  my  eyes  for  just
Awhile, will  you  help  me
Climb  the  Mountain  Lord, take
My  harp  down  from  the  tree,
And  I  will  sing  one  last  
Song  of  Zion, a  song  of
Victory.

"JESUS  IS  LORD"

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