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PSAL. CXXXVI.

ET us with a gladsome mind

Praise the Lord, for he is kind, For his mercies ay indure,

Ever faithful, ever fure.

Let us blaze his name abroad,

For of Gods he is the God;
For his &c.

O let us his praises tell,

Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell.

For his &c.

Who with his miracles doth make

Amazed Heav'n and Earth to shake.
For his &c.

Who by his wifdom did create

The painted Heav'ns fo full of state.

For his &c.

Who did the folid earth ordain

To rife above the watry plain.

For his Gc.

Who by his all-commanding might

Did fill the new-made world with light.
For his &c.

And caus'd the golden-treffed fun,
All the day long his course to run.
For his &c.

The horned moon to fhine by night,
Amongst her spangled fifters bright.
For his &c.

He with his thunder-clasping hand
Smote the first-born of Egypt land.

For his &c.

And in despite of Pharao fell,

He brought from thence his Ifrael.

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For his &c.

The ruddy waves he cleft in twain

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Of the Erythræan main.

For his &c.

The floods stood still like walls of glass,

While the Hebrew bands did país.

For his &c.

But full foon they did devour

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The tawny king with all his

power.

For his &c.

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His

His chosen people he did bless

In the wafteful wilderness.
For his &c.

In bloody battel he brought down
Kings of prowess and renown.

For his &c.

He foil'd bold Seon and his hoft,

That rul'd the Amorrean coast.

For his &c.

And large-limb'd Og he did fubdue,

With all his over-hardy crew.

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All living creatures he doth feed,

And with full hand supplies their need.

For his &c..

Let us therefore warble forth

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