Praise ye the Lord, the Lord's name praise

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Praise ye the Lord, the Lord's name praise; his servants, praise ye God.

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Who stand in God's house, in the courts of our God make abode.

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Praise ye the Lord, for he is good; unto him praises sing: Sing praises to his name, because it is a pleasant thing.

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For Jacob to himself the Lord did choose of his good pleasure, And he hath chosen Israel for his peculiar treasure.

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Because I know assuredly the Lord is very great, And that our Lord above all gods in glory hath his seat.

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What things soever pleased the Lord, that in the heav'n did he, And in the earth, the seas, and all the places deep that be.

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He from the ends of earth doth make the vapors to ascend; With rain he lightnings makes, and wind doth from his treasures send.

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Egypt's first-born, from man to beast

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who smote. Strange tokens he On Pharaoh and his servants sent, Egypt, in midst of thee.

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He smote great nations, slew great kings:

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Sihon of Heshbon king, And Og of Bashan, and to naught did Canaan's kingdoms bring:

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And for a wealthy heritage their pleasant land he gave, An heritage which Israel, his chosen folk, should have.

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Thy name, O Lord, shall still endure, and thy memorial With honor shall continued be to generations all.

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For why? the righteous God will judge his people righteously; Concerning those that do him serve, himself repent will he.

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The idols of the nätions of silver are and gold, And by the hands of men is made their fäshion and mold.

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Mouths have they, but they do not speak; eyes, but they do not see;

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Ears have they, but hear not; and in their mouths no breathing be.

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Their makers are like them; so are all that on them rely.

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O Isr'el's house, bless God; bless God, O Aaron's family.

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O bless the Lord, of Levi's house ye who his servants are; And bless the holy name of God, all ye the Lord that fear.

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And blessèd be the Lord our God from Zion's holy hill, Who dwelleth at Jerusalem. The Lord O praise ye still.