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Clap your hands and shout to God,
Shout to God loud songs of joy;
Giving Him honor and laud,
Voice of triumph to employ.
For the Lord is the Most High,
A great King is to be feared;
Over all the earth imply,
Just how much He is revered.
He subdues those under us,
Nations under our feet;
Who have defied Him as thus,
And using them as Hus seat.
He chose our heritage,
The pride of who He does love;
We use as an advantage,
To benefit God above.
God has gone up with a shout,
The Lord with a trumpet sound;
Those who have faith cannot doubt,
As time to be Heaven bound.
Sing praises unto the Lord,
Praises unto our King;
Be with Him in one accord,
Honoring Him as you sing.
God is King of all the earth,
Sing praise with understanding;
He will give you a new birth,
Heed what He is commanding.
God reigns over the nations,
Sitting on His holy throne;
Controls the land and oceans,
Beasts that crawled and birds that have flown.
The princes of the people,
As they have met together;
To worship in the temple,
Becoming one to gather.
For the shielding for the earth,
Is belonging unto God;
Who created life from birth,
Exalt to honor and laud.
Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer
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