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Isaiah 12

I'll praise God even though angered at me,
And asked for forgiveness on bended knee;
God's anger is turned away as He comfort me,
I feel sheltered like being under a tree;
God is my salvation trusting and not fear,
Knowing that God will always be near;
The Lord Jehovah is my strength and my song,
Trusting the Lord knowing I can't go wrong;
Joy will draw water from wells of salvation,
And He provides me with such a sensation;
Praise the Lord and call upon His name,
To every person and nation I will proclaim;
Declare his deeds to all for being noble,
Share the news with all and take it global;
Sing to the Lord for such excellent things,
Blessed be the one who praises as he sings;
Cry out and shout, thou inhabitant of Zion,
Proclaim the news like the roar of a lion;
Great is the Holy One in the midst of thee,
Praising God for everyone to hear joyfully.

Richard Newton Sherrer

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Isaiah 12