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O G7suschurch, arCise and put your F/Aarmor onF; Hear the Ccall of FChrist our GsuscaptaCin; For G7susnow the Cweak can say that F/Athey are Fstrong In the sCtrength that FGod has Gsus givCen. With shield of Ffaith and Cbelt of Ftruth We'll Cstand agFainst the CdevAmil's Flies; An G7susarmy Cbold whose battle F/Acry is F"Love!" Reaching Cout to Fthose in GsusdarknCess.
(Same chords for rest of song) Our call to war, to love the captive soul, But to rage against the captor; And with the sword that makes the wounded whole We will fight with faith and valor. When faced with trials on ev'ry side, We know the outcome is secure, And Christ will have the prize for which He died— An inheritance of nations. Come, see the cross where love and mercy meet, As the Son of God is stricken; Then see His foes lie crushed beneath His feet, For the Conqueror has risen! And as the stone is rolled away, And Christ emerges from the grave, This vict'ry march continues till the day Ev'ry eye and heart shall see Him. So Spirit, come, put strength in ev'ry stride, Give grace for ev'ry hurdle, That we may run with faith to win the prize Of a servant good and faithful. As saints of old still line the way, Retelling triumphs of His grace, We hear their calls and hunger for the da