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Triumphant
 



Where men may strive,
toiling in vain,
our Lord, triumphant,
e'er shall reign.

And He,
our help in ages past,
remains,
inspiring the steadfast.

Our Rock,
our Shield,
great source of strength
when we shall turn to Him at length.







By cherryk

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