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O Lord, You are my God,
And I will exalt You;
I will honor and laud,
Remain faithful and true.
For I will praise Your name,
The wonderful things done;
I will always proclaim,
Being second to none.
The city is a heap,
The fortress a ruin;
But I will never weep,
You roared like a lion.
The city is no more,
Never to be rebuilt;
For thing that You abhor,
Destroyed having no guilt.
Strong people glorify,
Ruthless nations will fear;
Bow down to sanctify,
Show respect to revere.
The stronghold to the poor,
The needy in distress;
For them an open door,
For giving them access.
A shelter from the storm,
And a shade from the heat;
When cold to keep them warm,
To rest their weary feet.
On the mountain the Lord,
Will make people a feast;
Rich food that is adored,
Prepared by the High Priest.
You will swallow up death,
And wipe away the tears;
Giving all a new breath,
And calming all the fears.
The day we waited for,
The day of salvation;
Destroyed all who ignore,
For the revelation.

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