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Give to the Lord, yee mighty, strength;Give glory to the Lord.
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Wnto the Lord the glory dueWnto his name afford.
In bewtie of pure holynes,
To worship him appeare.
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The high Jehovah's dreadfull voice,Wpon the waters heare;
The God of Glorie thundring is,
Vpon the wattirs great;
Vpon the wattirs great;
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The Lord's, the Almighty's [awfull] voiceIn majesty and state.
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In pow'r his voice is heard, to groundHis voyce tall cedars strecks;
The cedars tall of Lebanon
The Lord in peeces brecks.
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He maks them like a calfe to skip;Mount Lebanon layd deep,
On solide grounds, and Sirion, like
Light vnicornes to leap.
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The Lord's voice flames of fyre devids.8
His voice the desart shaikes;Yea, at the dreadfull voyce of God,
Waist Kadesh desart quaikes.
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Hynds at the voice of God doe calve,Discov'red forrests are;
And in his glorious palice hard
Is glorie evrie where.
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God at the flood did sitt, yea sittFor evir king hee shall.
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The Lord will giue his people strengh;Wt peace, evin blesse you all.
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