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My crafty foes in vain prepare
To catch my steps in folly's snare,
For in the pit they dug for me
Their crafty souls were plunged by Thee.
To catch my steps in folly's snare,
For in the pit they dug for me
Their crafty souls were plunged by Thee.
My heart is fixed, O God, I raise
To Thee the song of joy and praise;
Awake my glory, wake again!
With harp and lute I'll join the strain.
To Thee the song of joy and praise;
Awake my glory, wake again!
With harp and lute I'll join the strain.
Thy praise shall sound on every shore,
Thy name shall every land adore;
The song of joy from earth shall rise,
And fill the air and pierce the skies.
Thy name shall every land adore;
The song of joy from earth shall rise,
And fill the air and pierce the skies.
Thy boundless mercy, Lord, and love,
Reach far beyond the heaven above;
And, changeless as the polestar's gleams,
Thy truth through rolling ages beams.
Reach far beyond the heaven above;
And, changeless as the polestar's gleams,
Thy truth through rolling ages beams.
Be Thou, O God, exalted high
O'er all who tread the gem-decked sky:
And far above this world of woe,
Oh, let Thy dazzling glories glow!
O'er all who tread the gem-decked sky:
And far above this world of woe,
Oh, let Thy dazzling glories glow!
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