As the quiet night of slumber
Is disturbed
By the clashing sounds
Of weapons
Within the unseen realm

When the mindfulness of daily work
Is derailed
By the battle cry
From enemies without form

It is to you we call out
Lord God
Ruler over all 
Seen and unseen

Take out 
Our spiritual foes
Render helpless
The enemies we face
Hear our cry
And give us courage
To persevere the onslaught
Let us stand
Strong and faithful
Trusting the victory
You promise to give
And have already won

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