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Strife
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STRIFE
Spirit rages against spirit. The sons of God contend together in long war.
The storm breaks up the trees. The storm casts down the strong trees gladly.
The sea has no regard for ships. He devours the mariners like food.
Plagues rot the peoples. The little creatures of pestilence revel in the bodies of men.
With mild eyes the stag beseeches the hunter; but the hunter will not understand.
Warriors go forth from their homes, fresh with kisses. They go to destroy one another, made glad with the prayer of nations.
Each host calls the sun friend, and the stars give heart to each on the night marches.
They rush together in battle, calling on God for victory. Each cries, "God is on our side."
But the one conquers and the other is swept away. The deed of the one flourishes, but the other has striven in vain.
The storm breaks up the trees. The storm casts down the strong trees gladly.
The sea has no regard for ships. He devours the mariners like food.
Plagues rot the peoples. The little creatures of pestilence revel in the bodies of men.
With mild eyes the stag beseeches the hunter; but the hunter will not understand.
Warriors go forth from their homes, fresh with kisses. They go to destroy one another, made glad with the prayer of nations.
Each host calls the sun friend, and the stars give heart to each on the night marches.
They rush together in battle, calling on God for victory. Each cries, "God is on our side."
But the one conquers and the other is swept away. The deed of the one flourishes, but the other has striven in vain.
