O that every breath might be ecstatic praise,
my every step buoyant with delight, as I see my
enemies crushed,
Statan baffled, defeated, destroyed.
sin buried in the ocean of reconciling blood,
hell's gates closed, heaven's portal open.
Go forth, O conquering God, and show me the cross,
mighty to subdue, comfrot and save.
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