Proof of war, when it comes, always comes too late.
Survival's the thing, isn't it?
Look to the souls of Your own soldiers, God, who labor in Thine awful cause.
Gods are nothing without their worshipers; they act on the affairs and the passions of men.
Be careful what you pray for.
I'm going to kill that god of yours, next. Then we'll see what you can do, and what you can't.