Wrength

Those who would exalt themselves by abetting the strength of the Godless, and the wrength of the oppressors.

[...] Wrong is short-lived, and right must vanquish at length, If, scorning the wrong, we do others no wrength.

"Dad," I said, "this isn't an in-between, is it?" "This isn't an in-between," He said. "Honestly, Cass, I'm at a loss for what to call this." "I know exactly what to call it," I said. "Wrength." "Wrength?" "Wrongness." In fact, the way I saw it, Mom had invented a whole new level of wrongness. A bad so bad that wrength might not even be capable of describing it. [...]"

This world is full of wrength, Nothing will be done till we stand up to it upto^([sic]) its maximum length […]

In wrength they banished him, astride His vengeful rage now rode, and chide He did his sense, his kin and home; Yet sunderance he would not abide.