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O all ye peoples, bless our God,
Aloud proclaim His praise,
Who safely holds our souls in life,
And steadfast makes our ways.
Thou, Lord, hast proved and tested us
As silver tried by fire;
Thy hand has made our burden great
And thwarted our desire.
Through pain and trouble
Thou hast led,
And humbled all our pride;
But, in the end, to liberty
And wealth Thy hand did guide.
Here in Thy house I give to Thee
The life that Thou dost bless,
And pay the solemn vows I made
When I was in distress.
Come, ye that fear the Lord, and hear
What He has done for me;
My cry for help is turned to praise,
For He has set me free.
If in my heart I sin regard,
My prayer He will not hear;
But truly God has heard my voice,
My prayer has reached His ear.
O let the Lord, our gracious God,
Forever blessèd be,
Who has not turned my prayer from Him,
Nor yet His grace from me.
O all ye peoples, bless our God,
Aloud proclaim His praise,
Who safely holds our souls in life,
And steadfast makes our ways.
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 66;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ANCYRA
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8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.)
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1901
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