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The Servant in Battle



I bless thee that the issue of the battle
      between thyself and Satan
        has never been uncertain,
        and will end in victory.
Calvary broke the dragon’s head,
  and I contend with a vanquished foe,
    who with all his subtlety and strength
    has already been overcome.
When I feel the serpent at my heel
  may I remember him whose heel was bruised,
    but who, when bruised, broke the devil’s head.

My soul with inward joy extols
    the mighty conqueror.

Heal me of any wounds received
    in the great conflict;
      if I have gathered defilement,
      if my faith has suffered damage,
      if my hope is less than bright,
      if my love is not fervent,
      if some creature-comfort occupies my heart,
      if my soul sinks under pressure of the fight.
O thou whose every promise is balm,
    every touch life,
  draw near to thy weary warrior,
  refresh me, that I may rise again
    to wage the strife,
  and never tire until my enemy is trodden down.
Give me such fellowship with thee
    that I may defy Satan,
      unbelief, the flesh, the world,
  with delight that comes not from a creature,
  and which a creature cannot mar.
Give me a draught of the eternal fountain
  that lieth in thy immutable, everlasting love
    and decree.
Then shall my hand never weaken,
  my feet never stumble,
  my sword never rest,
  my shield never rust,
  my helmet never shatter,
  my breastplate never fall,
    as my strength rests in the power
      of thy might.

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