Though my foe pursues me,
and evil grasps for my life--
I shall not be afraid.
The enemy knows my scent,
wolves bay in the darkness,
but you are my rear guard.
Every day it battles for me,
it knows where I am weak,
but you have made me stouthearted.
I am yours, it cannot take me.
You are with me, whom shall I fear?
In my weakness you are strong.
Therefore the enemy has no power here.
You go with me.

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