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As children we sang, I may never march in the infantry / Ride in the cavalry / Shoot the artillery / I may never shoot for the enemy / But I'm in the Lord's army! Then we’d shout, Yes, Sir! You are indeed a soldier in the Lord’s Army. And we go to battle every day. Sadly, the front lines are in every direction. But gladly, “Greater is He Who is in me than he who is in the world!”