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For The Pilgrims
 
Exultation,
great exuberance,
jubilation rings out
one loud triumphant shout.
He who would valiant be,
courageous warriors all, now set free.
Rejoice and be glad, rest overworked sword;
thanks for the victory to our merciful Lord.
We trusted His Word for salvation this bleak day;
the fierce battle is won friends, give one more hooray!

By cherryk

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - "Out-Side the Box" Challenge #51 "1-10, Countdown Challenge" (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - "Out-Side the Box" Challenge #51 "1-10, Countdown Challenge" (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - "Out-Side the Box" Challenge #51 "1-10, Countdown Challenge" (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - "Out-Side the Box" Challenge #51 "1-10, Countdown Challenge" (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - "Out-Side the Box" Challenge #51 "1-10, Countdown Challenge" (challenge has been closed)


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