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Let us sing to the Lord,
And make a joyful noise;
Construe in one accord,
Lift up as you rejoice.
The rock of salvation,
Come before His presence;
Be a new creation,
Praising Him in essence.
The Lord is a great God,
A great King above all;
Give Him honor and laud,
Picks you up when you fall.
In His hands is the deep,
The heights of the mountains;
Watches you as you sleep,
Quench your thirst from fountains.
The seas that He has made,
His hands formed the dry land;
His presence renders aid,
When plea comes for a hand.
Let us worship and bow,
Let us kneel before God;
Worshipping as you vow,
Forgives when you are flawed.
For He is our Lord,
We are sheep of His fold;
His voice is not ignored,
Hearing what being told.
Do not harden your heart,
Come from the wilderness;
For temptations will thwart,
Your salvation to bless.
Your father tempted God,
Putting Him to the proof;
Their idol was a fraud,
By avoiding the truth.
He grieves of such action,
Who has strayed in their heart;
Loathes this generation,
Righteousness they depart.
Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer
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