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Oh, for a faith that will not fail,
When storms clouds gather round;
When Satan threatens to prevail,
And friends cannot be found.
Lord, give me faith, anointing grace,
That when the test shall come,
I may not falter in this race,
While on my journey home.
Oh, for a faith that will abide,
The dark and cloudy day,
When friends unite with foes to ride,
And with them turn away.
Give me this faith, dear Lord, I pray,
While on the battle line,
That I may never from Thee stray,
Nor let my zeal decline.
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