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GIVE thanks to God, he reigns above
Give thanks to God, invoke his name
Give thanks to God most high

Give thanks to God, the fov'reign Lord

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Give to our God immortal praise

Give to the Lord, ye fons of fame

God in his earthly temple lays

God is the refuge of his faints

God, my fupporter and my hope

God of eternal love

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Great is the Lord, exalted high

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Great is the Lord, his works of might

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Great is the Lord our God

Great Shepherd of thine Ifrael

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How shall the young fecure their hearts

JEHOVAH reigns: he dwells in light

14 Jefus, our Lord, afcend thy throne
20 Jefus fhall reign where'er the fun
1 If God fucceed not all the coft
If God to build the house deny

I lift my foul to God

F'll blefs the Lord from day to day
I'll praife my Maker with my breath
I'll peak the honours of
my King

I love the Lord, he heard my cries

Joy to the world; the Lord is come
I fet the Lord before my face

In all my vaft concerns with thee

In anger, Lord, rebuke me not

In God's own house pronounce his praise
In Judah God of old was knownɔ
Into thine hand, O God of truth

Is there ambition in my heart
It is the Lord our Saviour's hand
Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways
Judges who rule the world by laws
Juft are thy ways, and true thy word.
I waited patient for the Lord
I will extol thee, Lord on high

LET all the earth their voices raise
Let all the heathen writers join
Let children hear the mighty deeds
Let ev'ry creature join:

Let ev'ry tongue thy goodnefs fpeak
Let God arife in all his might
Let finners take their courfe

Let Zion in her King rejoice
Let Zion in her fons rejoice
Lo, what a glorious corner-ftone

Lo, what an entertaing fight
Long as I live I'll blefs thy name

ord, haft thou caft the nation off.

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rd, I can fuffer thy rebukes

ord, I efteem thy judgments right

ord, if thine eyes furvey our faults

Lord, if thou doft not foon appear

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Lord, I have made thy word my choice 239

Tord, in the morning thou shalt hear

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Lord, I will bless thee all my days
Lord, I would fpread my fore distress
Lord of the worlds above

Lord, thou haft call'd thy grace to mind
Lord, thou haft heard thy fervant cry

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Lord, thou haft fearch'd and feen me thro' 275.
Lord, thou haft feen my foul fincere
Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray
Lord, 'tis a pleafant thing to stand
Lord, we have heard thy works of old
Lord, what a feeble piece

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I
Lord, what is man, poor feeble man
Lord, what was man when made at first.
Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er
Lord, when thou didst afcend on high
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord

MAKER and fov'reign Lord

Mercy and judgment are my song

Mine eyes and my defire

My God, accept my early vows

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My God, confider my diftrefs
My God, how many are my fears
My God, in whom are all the fprings
My God, my everlafting hope
My God, my King, thy various praife
My God, permit my tongue
"My God, the steps of pious men
My God, what inward grief I feel

My heart rejoices in thy name
My never-ceafing fongs shall show
My refuge is the God of Love.
My righteous Judge, my gracious God

My Saviour and my King

My Saviour, my Almighty Friend
My Shepherd is the living Lord-

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My Shepherd will fupply my need
My foul, how lovely is the place
My foul lies cleaving to the dust
My foul, repeat his praise
My foul, thy great Creator praise
My fpirit looks to God alone
My fpirit finks within me, Lord
My truft is in my heav'nly Friend

NO fleep nor lumber to his eyes

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Not to our names, thou only Juft and True 225

Not to ourselves, who are but duft
Now be my heart infpir'd to fing

O bleffed fouls are they

Now from the roaring lion's rage
Now I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind
Now let our lips with holy fear
Now let our mournful fongs record
Now may the God of pow'r and grace
Now plead my cause, Almighty God
Now fhall my folemn vows be paid

ALL ye nations, praise the Lord

O blefs the Lord, my foul

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O Britain, praife thy mighty God
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O God of grace and righteousness

O for a fhout of facred joy

O God, my refuge, hear my cries

God of mercy, hear my call
God to whom revenge belongs
happy man, whofe foul is fill'd
happy nation were the Lord

how I love thy holy law

O Lord, how many are my foes

O Lord our heavenly King

Lord our God, how wond'rous great

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