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Sing a new song unto the Lord, Praising Him as being adored; For all the miraculous things, With all the goodness that it brings. His right hand and His holy arm, Protecting me from any harm; And has gained victory for Him, Because of His spiritual vim. The Lord made his salvation known, Long before reigning on His throne; So that righteousness could be seen, With being spiritually clean. The Lord has not disregarded, Descendants to be rewarded; Because He is truly faithful, As well as being merciful. Shout happily unto the Lord, Remain in Him in one accord; Joyful singing for all its worth, Stretching to the ends of the earth. Make melody using a poem, Using the verses of a psalm; Instruments that you require, Horns of a ram or a lyre. Horns of a ram like trumpet sound, Ensuring to hear all around; Shout happily unto the King, With a joyous song that you sing. Let the sea roar like a lion, Echoing through all of Zion; The roar of thunder from the cloud, As heard from a rejoicing crowd. The rivers are clapping their hands, Water flowing throughout the lands; Echoes bounce off the mountain top, Praising that seems to be nonstop. Before Him, He will judge the earth, As each person will know their worth; His fairness determines your fate, With judgment of your future state. Copyright © 2017 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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