Sword Prayer
WHITE HORIZONS
SWORD PRAYER
Draw me from the scabbard of my unworthiness,
Warrior God,
And whirl me unswerving in the forefront of hosts!
Break me in the first thrust of your advance
And throw the shattered steel of my strength to the
ground.
Draw tougher blades, draw them with your might-
I shall have over me the great tread of your marching men
And dust for my sheathing.
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