My right arm

I ask for forgiveness; tears I renew;

In this situation, what am I to do?

I know in you my health abounds:

Is it missing,  here on the ground?

Or should I be bold, and save the day?

With my own right hand, should I strangle the prey?

You are my strength: let me be your delight...

With you by my side; who would dare to fight.