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Praise the LordPraise the Lord, Praise God in His sanctuary Praise Him in his mighty firmament, praise Him for his greatness Praise Him with lute and harp, let everything that breaths Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord. Oh! God I will sing a new song to thee, for great is thy glory Search me oh! God and know my heart, is there any evilness in me I'll give thanks to the Lord, with my whole heart and tell of His love I will sing praises, go forth and plant good seeds Praise the Lord all nations, extol Him all peoples For great is His stedfast love to you And joy praising Him will bring Sing praises to God, sing praises to the King Fear God and give glory to Him Worship Him who made heaven, earth, and sea For the hour of His judgement is coming It is coming soon to you and me. Norma Duncan (c) 1979 2003/2004 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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