ShieldBlack Criss
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Sometimes I'm battle weary
I forget to use my shield
The arrows pierce my armor
And I stumble in the field
A shield won't do much good if it's hangin' by your side
Keep the shield of faith before you if you want to stay alive
I'll think my life is over
But the Lord He comes to me
He heals my wounded spirit
And He sets me on my feet
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