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Psalm 150 - A Song of Praise |
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In God's own house pronounce his praise, His grace he there reveals; To heav'n your joy and wonder raise, For there his glory dwells. Let all your sacred passions move, While you rehearse his deeds; But the great work of saving love Your highest praise exceeds.
All that have motion, life, and breath, Proclaim your Maker blest; Yet, when my voice expires in death, My soul shall praise him best.
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