God is a lion,
A mighty, roaring lion,
And He will not be stopped.
He will hunt His prey
To protect His children.
In His clefts, I will wait
Until He calls my name.
"My dove, My perfect one,
Come out from the hiding place.
Stand by My side, My love,
Enter the secret place.
Here, you will wield My sword.
Here, you'll fight with Me.
After we have conquered all,
We'll live forever happily.
Come to the countryside."
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