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Praise the Lord, O my soul,
Praise the Lord through my life;
So I can reach the goal,
Through the toils and strife.
 
Make music as to praise,
God as long as I live;
With voice and hands I raise,
All that my heart can give.
 
Some folks I do not trust,
Those as affluent;
Too much greed in their lust,
Will make them a tyrant.
 
When they breathe their last breath,
And return to the ground;
No tears pour for his death,
No sorrow to be found.
 
On that day all his plans,
Will then come to an end;
You will not see his fans,
Since he had not a friend.
 
Bless all those who receive,
Help rendered from the Lord;
For faith shows they believe,
Being in one accord.
 
Their hope rests on the Lord,
Who made Heaven and earth;
And has also assured,
Salvation with new birth.
 
The prisoners of sin,
He has set free from blight;
And purifies within,
Giving a new insight.
 
His mercy always kind,
To those who will repent;
Giving sight to the blind,
To stop the dark torment.
 
The Lord does rule as king,
Forever and a day;
To each one He will bring,
Them down the right pathway.




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