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PSALM C.
Let Earth, through all her realms, rejoice,
And ev'ry land and language raise
Its loftiest powers of verse and voice,
To sound our great Creator's praise.
And ev'ry land and language raise
Its loftiest powers of verse and voice,
To sound our great Creator's praise.
For not from choice or chance we came,
But from his all-commanding word,
And he that form'd, supports our frame,
At once our Shepherd, and our God.
But from his all-commanding word,
And he that form'd, supports our frame,
At once our Shepherd, and our God.
Haste then, where'er his temples stand,
And through the hallow'd portals throng,
There strike the harp with raptur'd hand,
There lift the universal song.
And through the hallow'd portals throng,
There strike the harp with raptur'd hand,
There lift the universal song.
His truth, his mercy be the theme,
Which, unconfined by time or place,
Their blessings pour, in endless stream,
From age to age, from race to race.
Which, unconfined by time or place,
Their blessings pour, in endless stream,
From age to age, from race to race.
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