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Oh come, let us sing to the Lord,
And let us make a joyful noise;
Salvation rock in one accord,
For all of His pleasure and joys.
Let us come into His presence,
With joyful praise and thanksgiving;
His glory such luminescence
A light that gives holy living.
For the Lord is our great God,
He is a great King above all;
Anyone else is just a fraud,
Come Judgment Day will merely fall.
His hand holds the depths of the earth,
The heights of the mountains for Him;
Everything has He full worth,
As He forms with spiritual vim.
The seas are His for He made it,
As His hands formed all the dry land,
Such marvelous works to merit,
Everything through His command.
Oh come, let us worship and bow,
Let us kneel before our Lord;
With His wisdom He shows you how,
Of new methods to be explored.
For He is our Creator,
We are His people in His field;
Since He is our protector,
Also, His sheep that He will shield.
So, if you are hearing His voice,
Do not ever harden your heart;
Lift up to be glad and rejoice,
Let the sound of His Word impart.
When you had put Him to the test,
You had seen proof of all His deeds;
Of His creation at its best,
Created for all of your needs.
For many years He loathed and grieved,
A generation gone astray;
In their hearts they had not believed,
To follow the straight and sure way.
Therefore, He has sworn in His wrath,
That they shall not enter His rest;
Upon crossing over His path,
And putting them under arrest.
Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer
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