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PSALM XCVI.
ING to the Lord a new-made song,Let all the earth the strain prolong;
Sing to the Lord, and bless His Name:
And where no beam of heavenly light
Has burst the gloom of heathen night,
His wonders and His love proclaim.
Oh! be His name alone adored,
For high and holy is the Lord.
Darkness is on the nations now,
To senseless wood and stone they bow,—
But God the heaven on high hath made;
Before Him light and glory glow,
And in His sanctuary below,
Are strength and beauty still displayed.
Ye people all, your offerings bring:
Give glory to our heavenly King,
To senseless wood and stone they bow,—
But God the heaven on high hath made;
Before Him light and glory glow,
And in His sanctuary below,
Are strength and beauty still displayed.
Ye people all, your offerings bring:
Give glory to our heavenly King,
Come to His courts; oh! come to bless
And worship Him in holiness;
Let nations fear Him and obey.
And worship Him in holiness;
Let nations fear Him and obey.
