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Let this be written for the day,

Of the future generations;

That the people learn to obey,

And become as new creations.


The Lord created that we praise,

Looking down from His holy height;

While we honor Him always,

Shining blessings of a pure light.


He hears the groans of suffering,

Setting free of those doomed to die;

Comforting those by buffering,

Through their torment making them cry.


They declare the name of the Lord,

In Jerusalem as they praise;

While being in one accord,

Constantly talking as one prays.


When two or more people gather,

For worshipping unto the Lord;

Offering their praise together,

Sincerity is not ignored.


He weakened my strength in the ways,

Feel humbled as a broken man;

As He shortened my numbered days,

For conforming into His plan.


I ask God take me not away,

In the midst of days of my years;

Enduring temptations that stray,

Throughout generations one fears.


Of old He laid the foundation,

With the workmanship of His hands;

The master plan of creation,

Endowed through His mighty commands.


Others perish but He remains,

Like a garment they will wear out;

Because of their fading domains,

That comes from deception and doubt.


But the Lord remains the same,

Because His years will have no end;

We will dwell secure to proclaim,

As our God and our friend.

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