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"As part of Christ's army, you march in the ranks of gallant spirits. Every one of your fellow soldiers is the child of a King. Some, like you, are in the midst of battle, beseiged on every side by affliction and temptation. Others, after many assaults, repulses, and rallyings of their faith, are already standing upon the wall of heaven as conquerers. From there they look down and urge you, their comrades on earth, to march up the hill after them. This is their cry: 'Fight to the death adn teh City is your own, as now it is ours!'" -William Gurnall