R-eady your whole armor,
O-n the fourteenth of May;
D-evil's instruments roam,
R-uining your faith all the way.
I-n spite of the enemy's lies,
G-o on to spread the truth;
O-pen the door of chance, for you to bear much fruit.
R-emain loyal to God's counsel,
O-r else you cannot afford;
X-factor of triumph is God
A-lmighty's double-edged
S-word.
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