Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O mighty one, in Your splendor and majesty! In Your majesty ride out victoriously for the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness; let Your right hand teach You awesome deeds! Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; the peoples fall under You.
There is no one who can stand against You. You are the victorious one. Your weapons are truth, love, mercy, and grace; they pierce and sever, cutting the evil from men’s souls.
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