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The Weary Soldier
By-Crickettt
Dressed in all his armor
The weary soldier goes to battle
His heart which once was strengthened
Has now fallen in hopeless despair.
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The battle rages all around him
And the weary soldier cries out in fear
Is there anyone to hear his pain
Or comfort his sorrow in the night?
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Suddenly, in the midst of the war
A voice as loud as thunder
Rings in his ears with loving compassion
And the weary soldier is drawn to hope.
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Gently, the weary soldier is reassured
And he realizes this might