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O Come let us lift up our voice,
and sing unto the Lord;
In him our rock of health rejoice
let us with one accord:
Yea, let us come before his face
to give him thanks and praise ·
In singing psalms unto his grace
let us be glad always.
For why? the Lord he is no doubt
a great and mighty God!
A King above all gods throughout,
in all, the world abroad.
The secrets of the earth so deep,
and corners of the land,
The tops of hills that are most steep,
he holds them in his hand:
The sea and waters all are his,
for he the same hath wrought:
The earth and all that therein is
his band hath made of nought.
Come, let us bow and praise the Lord,
before him let us fall,
And kneel to him with one accord,
for he hath made us all.
For why? he is the Lord our God,
or us he doth provide;
We are his flock, he doth us feed,
his sheep, and he our guide.
To-day if ye his voice will hear,
then harden not your heart,
As ye with grudging many a year
provoked him in desert;
Whereas your fathers tempted me,
my power for to prove;
My wondrous works when they did see,
yet still they would me move.
Twice twenty years they did me grieve,
which caus-ed me to say,
They err in heart, nor will believe,
they have not known my way.
Wherefore I sware, when that my wrath
was kindled in my breast
That they should never tread the path
to enter in my rest.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1562,1812
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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