My heart is the citadel of
My very being: my centre
I bar the gates; hold strong
Fortify the walls all along
I must remain steadfast
In all good things
Remember God's promises
His praises sing...
God promised to stamp
The truth upon my beating heart
Only I can let Him in...
Only I am thus enabled...
When it is to Him that I cling...
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