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Psalm XXIV.
1
The earth and every thing therein,The Lord alone hath made:
His hand has on the mighty floods,
Its sure foundations laid.
2
Who shall ascend into thy hill,O Lord, to see thy face?
Or whom wilt thou admit to stand,
In thy most holy place?
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3
The man whose hands are innocent,Whose heart is clean and pure:
Who hates the crime of perjury,
Nor can vain oaths endure.
4
To such all blessings do belong,That from the Lord proceed:
Such only seek his face aright;
True Israelites indeed.
5
Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates;Ye lasting doors make room,
That so the King of Glory may,
Into his Temple come.
6
But who is he to whom of right,This title doth belong?
It is the Lord, the mighty God,
The Lord in battle strong.
7
Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates,Ye lasting doors make room:
That so the King of Glory may,
Into his Temple come.
8
If any ask us, who is he?Our answer is the sarme:
The Lord of hosts: to him alone,
Belongs that glorious Name.
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