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Praise ye the Lord, for it is good
unto our God to sing;
For it is pleasant, and to praise
it is a comely thing.
The Lord his own Jerusalem
he buildeth up alone,
And the dispersed of Israel
doth gather into one.
He heals the broken in their heart,
their sores up doth he bind;
He counts the number of the stars,
and names them in their kind.
Great is the Lord, great is his pow'r
his wisdom infinite;
The Lord relieves the meek, and throws
to ground the wicked wight.
Sing unto God the Lord with praise,
unto the Lord rejoice,
And to our God upon the harp
advance your singing voice.
He covers heav'n with clouds, and for
the earth prepareth rain,
And on the mountains he doth make
the grass to grow again.
He gives to beasts their food, and to
young ravens when they cry;
His pleasure not in strength of horse,
nor in man's legs doth lie.
But in all those that do him fear
the Lord hath his delight,
And such as do attend upon
his mercy's shining light.
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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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Bible Refs:
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Ps 147:1-8;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ABRIDGE
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1770
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 583 | Bb | | # 167 | D | | # 411 | D | | # 332 | D | | # 370 | D | | # 600 | Eb | | # 72 | Eb | | # 46 | Eb | | # 278 | Eb | | # 536 | Eb | | # 519 | Eb | | # 550 | Eb | | # 282 | Eb | | # 173 | Eb | | # 69 | Eb |
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