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PSALME CXVII.
O nations all,Both great and small,
With Israell,
Vnto the Lorde, sing laude and lasting praise:
Exalt his name,
And glorious fame
Alwhere proclame;
For why? his grace and glore abides alwaies:
He doth his tender loue
To vs extend;
As well, each day, we proue:
It hath no end.
This mightie Lord,
In worke and word,
Is constant, sure; his treuth cannot decay.
Giue him, therefore,
All laude and glore,
Who doth on vs his loue and grace display.
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