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O cry aloud and spare not,
Ye watchmen on the wall,
Unless we go to battle
Our Zion here will fall.
Put on the Gospel armor;
Put on the shoes of peace.
We’ll fight till He with glory
Shall cause all wars to cease.
The multitudes run blindly
Along the large, broad way.
They’re crying peace and safety
And know not what they say.
Wake up and sense the danger,
My friends, be cleansed within;
Not just a carnal Christian,
“Ye must be born again!”
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7 6 7 6 D
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Bible Refs:
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Is 58:1;
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EMSWILER
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7 6 7 6 D
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