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“O COME, LET US SING UNTO THE LORD.”
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“O COME, LET US SING UNTO THE LORD.”
Psalm xcv.
Oh come, and let us sing unto the Lord:
Let us heartily rejoice
In the Rock of our salvation.
Come, bow before His face with glad accord,
And with joyous heart and voice
Pay your grateful adoration.
Let us heartily rejoice
In the Rock of our salvation.
Come, bow before His face with glad accord,
And with joyous heart and voice
Pay your grateful adoration.
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For lo! our God is infinitely great.
In glory uncreate,
Above all powers of earth and heaven he reigns.
He laid the deep foundations of the earth:
He built the mountains, gave the ocean birth,
And spread the spacious plains.
In glory uncreate,
Above all powers of earth and heaven he reigns.
He laid the deep foundations of the earth:
He built the mountains, gave the ocean birth,
And spread the spacious plains.
Oh come, and let us worship at his throne,
Prostrate before Jehovah. He, our God,
Our Maker, hath redeemed us for His own,
Flock of His pasture, subjects of His rod.
Prostrate before Jehovah. He, our God,
Our Maker, hath redeemed us for His own,
Flock of His pasture, subjects of His rod.
To-day obey His voice. Thus saith the Lord:
Oh, be not of obdurate heart, like those,
Your fathers, at Meribah who rebelled,
And who at Massah, in the wilderness,
Tempted my power, though they had seen my works.
For forty years that race my anger moved.
I said: They are a race perverse of heart,
Who would not keep my ways. So, in my wrath,
I sware they should not enter to my rest.
Oh, be not of obdurate heart, like those,
Your fathers, at Meribah who rebelled,
And who at Massah, in the wilderness,
Tempted my power, though they had seen my works.
For forty years that race my anger moved.
I said: They are a race perverse of heart,
Who would not keep my ways. So, in my wrath,
I sware they should not enter to my rest.
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