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My soul, praise thou the Lord always,
my God I will confess;
While breath and life prolong my days
my tongue no time shall cease.
Trust not in worldly princes then,
though they abound in wealth;
Nor in the sons of mortal men,
in whom there is no health.
For why? Their breath doth soon depart,
to earth anon they fall,
And then the counsels of their heart
decay and perish all.
Blessèd and happy are all they
whom Jacob's God doth aid,
And he whose hope doth not decay,
but on the Lord is staid:
Who made the earth and waters deep,
the heav'ns most high withal;
Who doth his word and promise keep
in truth, and ever shall.
With right always doth he proceed
for such as suffer wrong,
The poor and hungry he doth feed,
and loose the fetters strong.
The Lord doth send the blind their sight,
the lame to limbs restore;
He loveth all that are upright,
and just men evermore:
He doth defend the fatherless,
and strangers sad in heart,
He frees the widow from distress,
and ill men's ways subvert,
The Lord thy God eternally,
O Zion, still shall reign,
In time of all posterity
for ever to remain.
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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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1549,1812
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 146;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 1812 | # 146 |
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