They wish me ill
Seek my demise
And fight against me
They throw their spears
Spew their words
And plot my death
Yet you love them
And you hope 
For their repentance
Ever holding out the hope
They’ll find your rest

You deliver me
And thwart their evil doings
You rescue me
And you let them feel your wrath
But is it me who you save
Or them you see enslaved
For my enemies
Your love remains steadfast

I understand
And I know your way is right
My greater wish
Is an end to painful fights
Since for others I may be
The hated enemy
May I know that love
And never leave your sight

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