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Psalm CXXXV.
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O All ye servants of the Lord,Exalt his glorious name:
And ye that in his temple stand
Extol and praise the same.
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Praise ye the Lord, for he is good,And to his name to sing
In joyful songs, and psalms of praise,
It is a pleasant thing.
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He for a treasure to himselfHath chosen Israel:
He is the great and mighty Lord,
Who doth all God's excel.
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The Lord has done in every place,What he was pleas'd to do:
Both in the heavens and the earth,
And in the ocean too.
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He makes the vapours that ascend,The lightnings, and the rain:
'Tis he that treasures up the winds,
And brings them out again.
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The first born both of man and beast,The Lord in Egypt slew:
And did on Pharaoh and his host,
His mighty wonders shew.
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He smote great nations, with their kings,That did to them belong:
As Sihon King of Amorites,
And Og the giant strong.
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And all the kingdoms, where the raceOf Canaanites did dwell,
He gave for an inheritance
Unto his Israel.
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Thy name most glorious ever wasIn generations past:
And to the ages yet to come,
Thy mighty fame shall last.
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For thou, O Lord, will never fail,Thy peoples cause to plead:
But pity them in their distress,
And help them in their need.
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The heathen gods are idols vain,Which workmens hands did make:
Their gold and silver images
Have mouths, but cannot speak.
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And eyes they have, but cannot see,And ears but cannot hear:
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But breath was never there.
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Their makers are as dull as they,And understand no more:
And so are all that trust in them,
And such blind gods adore.
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Let Israel and Aaron's house,And all of Levi's line;
And every one that fears the Lord
To bless the Lord combine.
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And let them all in Zion meet,His glorious praises tell:
And in his own Jerusalem,
Where he delights to dwell.
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