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Was talkin' to the Lord today.
He took me by the hand.
Said, "I'm gonna send My army
And you're gonna lead My band.
Go marchin' toward the battle
Singin' praises to My Name.
Your enemy must scatter..
You won't ever be the same.
Marchin', marchin', marchin'.
You'll not even have a wound.
You'll dance to the taste of victory
And it's comin' very soon!
Listen, listen, listen.
You must hear My beat.
It's got to be My own song
For victory to be sweet!!!!!
Martha's Moments With the Master
4-10-99
Martha
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