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Let's Just Praise the Lord

Author: Gloria Gaither; William J. Gaither Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #18 (1997) Meter: Irregular Topics: Praise the Lord First Line: Let's just praise the Lord! Languages: English Tune Title: LET'S JUST PRAISE THE LORD

Praise the Lord! ye saints adore him

Author: Skene Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #328 (1873) Topics: Praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 Praise the Lord! ye saints adore him; All unite with one accord; Bring your offerings, come before him-- Oh, praise the Lord. 2 Praise the Lord! who every blessing On our heads hath richly poured; Sing aloud, his love confessing-- Oh, praise the Lord. 3 Praise the Lord! who would not praise him? He hath us to grace restored: To the highest honors raise him-- Oh, praise the Lord. 4 Praise the Lord! your songs excelling Worldly music's richest chord; Sing, your Saviour's glory telling-- Oh, praise the Lord.

Sing Hallelujah, Praise the Lord!

Author: John Swertner Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #13 (1997) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Topics: Praise the Lord First Line: Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord! Lyrics: 1 Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord! Sing with a cheerful voice; Exalt our God with one accord, And in His Name rejoice. Ne'er cease to sing, O ransomed host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost, Until in realms of endless light Your praises shall unite. 2 There we for all eternity Shall join th'angelic praise; And songs in perfect harmony To God, our Savior, raise. He has redeemed us by His blood, And made us kings and priests to God; For us, for us the Lamb was slain! Praise ye the Lord! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: BECHLER

Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore him

Author: Liverpool Col. Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #320 (1873) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Topics: Praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore him; Praise him, angels in the height; Sun and moon, rejoice before him; Praise him, all ye stars of light! 2 Praise the Lord--for he hath spoken; Worlds his mighty voice obeyed; Laws which never shall be broken, For their guidance he hath made. 3 Praise the Lord--for he is glorious; Never shall his promise fail; God hath made his saints victorious, Sin and death shall not prevail. 4 Praise the God of our salvation, Hosts on high his powers proclaim; Heaven and earth, and all creation, Laud and magnify his name! Hallelujah, Amen.

Oh, praise the Lord! for He is good

Author: Wrangham Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #353 (1873) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Praise the Lord, for He is Good Lyrics: 1 Oh, praise the Lord! for he is good; In him we rest obtain: His mercy has through ages stood, And ever shall remain. 2 Let all the people of the Lord His praises spread around; Let them his grace and love record, Who have salvation found. 3 Now let the east in him rejoice, The west its tribute bring, The north and south lift up their voice, In honor of their King. 4 Oh, praise the Lord! for he is good; In him we rest obtain: His mercy has through ages stood, And ever shall remain. Scripture: Psalm 67:3-5

God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #182 (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fix'd his throne on high, O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts, who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works, Through his vast kingdom, shew, Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shall sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #182 (1790) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fix'd his throne on high, O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts, who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works, Through his vast kingdom, shew, Their maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shall sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #194a (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fix'd his throne on high, O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts, who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works, Through his vast kingdom, shew Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shall sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #194a (1787) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fix'd his throne on high, O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts, who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works, Through his vast kingdom, shew Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shall sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #186a (1740) Topics: Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, the sov'reign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sov'reign King, Hath fix'd his Throne on high; O'er all the heav'nly World he rules, And all beneath the Sky. 2 Ye Angels, great in Might, And swift to do his Will, Bless ye the Lord, whose Voice ye hear, Whose Pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright Hosts, who wait The Orders of their King, And guard his Churches when they pray, Join in the Praise they sing. 4 While all his wond'rous Works Through his vast Kingdom shew Their Maker's Glory, thou, my Soul, Shalt sing his Graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

Praise the Savior

Author: Thomas Kelly Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #4 (1997) Meter: 8.8.8.5 Topics: Praise the Lord First Line: Praise the Savior, ye who know Him Lyrics: 1 Praise the Savior, ye who know Him! Who can tell how much we owe Him? Gladly let us render to Him All we are and have. 2 Jesus is the name that charms us, He for conflict fits and arms us; Nothing moves and nothing harms us While we trust in Him. 3 Keep us, Lord, O keep us cleaving To Thyself, and still believing, Till the hour of our receiving Promised joys with Thee. 4 Then we shall be where we would be, Then we shall be what we should be; Things that are not now, nor could be, Soon shall be our own. Languages: English Tune Title: ACCLAIM

Praise the Name of Jesus

Author: Roy Hicks, Jr. Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #22 (1997) Meter: Irregular Topics: Praise the Lord Languages: English Tune Title: HICKS

Praise for Spiritual and Temporal Mercies

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #181a (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Lyrics: 1 Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favours are divine. 2 Oh bless the Lord, my soul; Nor let his mercies lie, Forgotten in unthankfulness; And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes the young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransom'd from the grave; He that redeem'd my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers rest; The Lord hath judgements for the proud, And justice for th' opprest. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known; But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Praise for Spiritual and Temporal Mercies

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #181a (1790) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Lyrics: 1 Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favours are divine. 2 Oh bless the Lord, my soul; Nor let his mercies lie, Forgotten in unthankfulness; And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes the young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransom'd from the grave; He that redeem'd my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers rest; The Lord hath judgements for the proud, And justice for th' opprest. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known; But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Praise for Spiritual and Temporal Mercies

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #192 (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Lyrics: 1 Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favours are divine. 2 Oh bless the Lord, my soul; Nor let his mercies lie, Forgotten in unthankfulness; And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransom'd from the grave; He that redeem'd my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers rest; The Lord hath judgements for the proud, And justice for th' opprest. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known; But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Praise for Spiritual and Temporal Mercies

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #192 (1787) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Lyrics: 1 Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favours are divine. 2 Oh bless the Lord, my soul; Nor let his mercies lie, Forgotten in unthankfulness; And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransom'd from the grave; He that redeem'd my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers rest; The Lord hath judgements for the proud, And justice for th' opprest. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known; But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #180 (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! How firm his truth! how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd The rising morning from the west As his forgiving grace removes: The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slow his awful wrath to rise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn! 5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins: And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. 6 So fathers their young sons chastise, With gentle hand and melting eyes: The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. Pause 7 The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. 9 But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure: From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English

God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #180 (1790) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! How firm his truth! how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd The rising morning from the west As his forgiving grace removes: The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slow his awful wrath to rise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn! 5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins: And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. 6 So fathers their young sons chastise, With gentle hand and melting eyes: The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. Pause 7 The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. 9 But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure: From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English

God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #191 (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! How firm his truth! how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd The rising morning from the west As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slow his awful wrath to rise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn! 5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins: And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. 6 So fathers their young sons chastise, With gentle hand and melting eyes: The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. Pause 7 The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. 9 But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure: From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English

God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #191 (1787) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! How firm his truth! how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd The rising morning from the west As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slow his awful wrath to rise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn! 5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins: And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. 6 So fathers their young sons chastise, With gentle hand and melting eyes: The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. Pause 7 The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. 9 But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure: From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English

Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgment

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #181b (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heavens are rais'd Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 5 The pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. 6 He knows we are but dust, Scatter'd with every breath: His anger like a rising wind Can send us swift to death. 7 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower! If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 8 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgment

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #181b (1790) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heavens are rais'd Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 5 The pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. 6 He knows we are but dust, Scatter'd with every breath: His anger like a rising wind Can send us swift to death. 7 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower! If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 8 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgement

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #193 (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heavens are rais'd Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 5 The pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. 6 He knows we are but dust, Scatter'd with every breath: His anger like a rising wind Can send us swift to death. 7 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower! If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 8 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgement

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #193 (1787) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heavens are rais'd Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 5 The pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. 6 He knows we are but dust, Scatter'd with every breath: His anger like a rising wind Can send us swift to death. 7 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower! If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 8 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

Praise for Spiritual and Temporal Mercies

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #184 (1740) Topics: Angels praise the Lord First Line: O bless the Lord, my Soul! Lyrics: 1 O bless the Lord, my Soul! Let all within me join, And aid my Tongue to bless his Name, Whose Favours are divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my Soul, Nor let his Mercies lie Forgotten in Unthankfulness, And without Praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy Sins, 'Tis he relieves thy Pain, 'Tis he that heals thy Sicknesses And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy Life with Love, When ransom'd from the Grave; He that redeem'd my Soul from Hell Hath sov'reign Pow'r to save. 5 He fills the Poor with Good, He gives the Suff'rers Rest; The Lord hath Judgments for the Proud, And Justice for th'Opprest. 6 His wondrous Works and Ways He made by Moses known But sent the World his Truth and Grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

O bless the Lord, my soul!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #26 (1835) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Angels praise the Lord Lyrics: O bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name Whose favors are divine. O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again. He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. He fills the poor with good, He gives the suff'rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' oppressed. His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

O bless the Lord, my Soul!

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P103c (1766) Topics: Angels praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 O bless the Lord, my Soul! Let all within me join, And aid my Tongue to bless his Name, Whose Favours are divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my Soul; Nor let his Mercies lie Forgotten in Unthankfulness; And without Praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy Sins, 'Tis he relieves thy Pain, 'Tis he that heals thy Sicknesses And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy Life with Love, When ransom'd from the Grave; He that redeem'd my Soul from Hell Hath sov'reign Pow'r to save. 5 He fills the Poor with Good, He gives the Suff'rers Rest; The Lord hath Judgments for the Proud, And Justice for th'Opprest. 6 His wondrous Works and Ways He made by Moses known; But sent the World his Truth and Grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Psalm 103 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.226 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Angels praise the Lord First Line: O bless the Lord, my soul! Lyrics: O bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name Whose favors are divine. O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again. He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. He fills the poor with good, He gives the suff'rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' oppressed. His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Psalm 103 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.228 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fixed his throne on high; O'er all the heav'nly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. Let the bright hosts who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. While all his wondrous works Through his vast kingdom show Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shalt sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

I Sing Praises

Author: Terry MacAlmon Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #5 (1997) Meter: Irregular Topics: Praise the Lord First Line: I sing praises to Your name, O Lord Languages: English Tune Title: I SING PRAISES

The Lord, the sovereign King

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #48 (1835) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Angels praise the Lord Lyrics: The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fixed his throne on high; O'er all the heav'nly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. Let the bright hosts who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. While all his wondrous works Through his vast kingdom show Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shalt sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

The Lord, how wond'rous are his Ways!

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P103b (1766) Topics: Angels praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how wond'rous are his Ways! How firm his Truth! how large his Grace! He takes his Mercy for his Throne, And thence he makes his Glories known. 2 Not half so high his Pow'r hath spread The starry Heav'ns above our Head, As his rich Love exceeds our Praise, Exceeds the highest Hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath Nature plac'd The rising Morning from the West, As his forgiving Grace removes The daily Guilt of those he loves. 4 How slowly doth his Wrath arise! On swifter Wings Salvation flies; And if he lets his Anger burn, How soon his Frowns to Pity turn! 5 Amidst his Wrath Compassion shines; His Strokes are lighter than our Sins; And while his Rod corrects his Saints, His Ear indulges their Complaints. 6 So Fathers their young Sons chastise With gentle Hands and melting Eyes; The Children weep beneath the Smart, And move the Pity of their Heart. Pause. 7 The mighty GOD, the Wise and Just, Knows that our Frame is feeble Dust; And will no heavy Loads impose Beyond the Strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our Nature dies, Blasted by ev'ry Wind that flies; Like Grass we spring, and die as soon, As Morning Flow'rs that fade at Noon. 9 But his eternal Love is sure To all the Saints, and shall endure: From Age to Age his Truth shall reign, Nor Children's Children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

The Lord, the sov'reign King

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P103e (1766) Topics: Angels praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sov'reign King, Hath fix'd his Throne on high; O'er all the heav'nly World he rules, And all beneath the Sky. 2 Ye Angels, great in Might, And swift to do his Will, Bless ye the Lord, whose Voice ye hear, Whose Pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright Hosts, who wait The Orders of their King, And guard his Churches when they pray, Join in the Praise they sing. 4 While all his wond'rous Works Through his vast Kingdoms shew Their Maker's Glory, thou, my Soul, Shalt sing his Graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

Blessing God for his Goodness to Soul and Body

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #179 (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: Bless, O my soul, the living God Lyrics: 1 Bless, O my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad, Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; His favours claim thy highest praise: Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence, and forgot? 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes, which thou hast done: He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. 4 The vices of the mind he heals, And cures the pains that nature feels, Redeems the soul from hell, and saves Our wasting life from threatening graves. 5 Our youth decay'd his power repairs, His mercy crowns our growing years: He fills our store with every good, And feeds our souls with heavenly food. 6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest, And often gives the sufferers rest; But will his justice more display In the last great rewarding day. 7 [His power he shew'd by Moses' hands, And gave to Israel his commands; But sent his truth and mercy down To all the nations by his Son.] 8 Let the whole earth his power confess, Let the whole earth adore his grace; The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Blessing God for his Goodness to Soul and Body

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #179 (1790) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: Bless, O my soul, the living God Lyrics: 1 Bless, O my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad, Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; His favours claim thy highest praise: Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence, and forgot? 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes, which thou hast done: He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. 4 The vices of the mind he heals, And cures the pains that nature feels, Redeems the soul from hell, and saves Our wasting life from threatening graves. 5 Our youth decay'd his power repairs, His mercy crowns our growing years: He fills our store with every good, And feeds our souls with heavenly food. 6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest, And often gives the sufferers rest; But will his justice more display In the last great rewarding day. 7 [His power he shew'd by Moses' hands, And gave to Israel his commands; But sent his truth and mercy down To all the nations by his Son.] 8 Let the whole earth his power confess, Let the whole earth adore his grace; The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Blessing God for his Goodness to Soul and Body

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #190 (1786) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: Bless, O my soul, the living God Lyrics: 1 Bless, O my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad, Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; His favours claim thy highest praise: Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence, and forgot? 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes, which thou hast done: He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. 4 The vices of the mind he heals, And cures the pains that nature feels, Redeems the soul from hell, and saves Our wasting life from threatening graves. 5 Our youth decay'd his power repairs, His mercy crowns our growing years: He fills our store with every good, And feeds our souls with heavenly food. 6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest, And often gives the sufferers rest; But will his justice more display In the last great rewarding day. 7 [His power he shew'd by Moses' hands, And gave to Israel his commands; But sent his truth and mercy down To all the nations by his Son.] 8 Let the whole earth his power confess, Let the whole earth adore his grace; The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Blessing God for his Goodness to Soul and Body

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #190 (1787) Topics: Angels praise the Lord; Angels praise the Lord First Line: Bless, O my soul, the living God Lyrics: 1 Bless, O my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad, Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; His favours claim thy highest praise: Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence, and forgot? 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes, which thou hast done: He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. 4 The vices of the mind he heals, And cures the pains that nature feels, Redeems the soul from hell, and saves Our wasting life from threatening graves. 5 Our youth decay'd his power repairs, His mercy crowns our growing years: He fills our store with every good, And feeds our souls with heavenly food. 6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest, And often gives the sufferers rest; But will his justice more display In the last great rewarding day. 7 [His power he shew'd by Moses' hands, And gave to Israel his commands; But sent his truth and mercy down To all the nations by his Son.] 8 Let the whole earth his power confess, Let the whole earth adore his grace; The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Psalm 103 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.225 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! Lyrics: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! How firm his truth! how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heav'ns above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. Not half so far hath nature placed The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. How slowly doth his wrath arise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. So fathers their young sons chastise With gentle hand and melting eyes; The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure; From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #1 (1997) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven; To His feet your tribute bring. Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Evermore His praises sing. Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise the everlasting King! 2 Praise Him for His grace and favor To our fathers in distress; Praise Him, still the same as ever, Slow to chide and swift to bless. Alleluia! Alleluia! Glorious in His faithfulness! 3 Father-like, He tends and spares us; Well our feeble frame He knows. In His hands He gently bears us, Rescues us from all our foes. Alleluia! Alleluia! Widely yet His mercy flows. 4 Angels in the height, adore Him; You behold Him face to face. Saints triumphant, bow before Him; Gathered in from every race. Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise with us the God of grace! Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: ANDREWS

Praise Him! Praise Him!

Author: Fanny J. Crosby Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #12 (1997) Meter: Irregular Topics: Praise the Lord First Line: Praise Him! praise Him! Jesus our blessed Redeemer! Refrain First Line: Praise Him! Praise Him! Tell of His excellent greatness Lyrics: 1 Praise Him! Praise Him! Jesus, our blessed Redeemer! Sing, O earth, His wonderful love proclaim! Hail Him! Hail Him! highest archangels in glory, Strength and honor give to His holy Name! Like a shepherd, Jesus will guard His children; In His arms He carries them all day long. Refrain Praise Him! Praise Him! Tell of His excellent greatness; Praise Him! Praise Him! Ever in joyful song. 2 Praise Him! Praise Him! Jesus, our blessed Redeemer! For our sins He suffered, and bled, and died. He, our Rock, our Hope of eternal salvation-- Hail Him! Hail Him! Jesus, the Crucified. Sound His praises! Jesus, Who bore our sorrows; Love unbounded, wonderful, deep and strong! [Refrain] 3 Praise Him! Praise Him! Jesus, our blessed Redeemer! Heavn'ly portals loud with hosannas ring! Jesus, Savior, reigneth forever and ever. Crown Him! Crown Him! Prophet and Priest and King! Christ is coming, over the world victorious; Pow'r and glory unto the Lord belong! [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: JOYFUL SONG

Psalm 103 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #31 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! Lyrics: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! How firm his truth! how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heav'ns above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. Not half so far hath nature placed The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. How slowly doth his wrath arise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. So fathers their young sons chastise With gentle hand and melting eyes; The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure; From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

God's gentle Chastisement; or His tender Mercy to his People

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #183 (1740) Topics: Angels praise the Lord First Line: The Lord, how wond'rous are his Ways! Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how wond'rous are his Ways! How firm his Truth! how large his Grace! He takes his Mercy for his Throne, And thence he makes his Glories known. 2 Not half so high his Pow'r hath spread The starry Heav'ns above our Head, As his rich Love exceeds our Praise, Exceeds the highest Hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath Nature plac'd The rising Morning from the West, As his forgiving Grace removes The daily Guilt of those he loves. 4 How slowly doth his Wrath arise! On swifter Wings Salvation flies; And if he lets his Anger burn, How soon his Frowns to Pity turn! 5 Amidst his Wrath Compassion shines; His Strokes are lighter than our Sins; And while his Rod corrects his Saints, His Ear indulges their Complaints. 6 So Fathers their young Sons chastise With gentle Hands and melting Eyes; The Children weep beneath the Smart, And move the Pity of their Heart. Pause. 7 The mighty GOD, the Wise and Just, Knows that our Frame is feeble Dust; And will no heavy Loads impose Beyond the Strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our Nature dies, Blasted by ev'ry Wind that flies; Like Grass we spring, and die as soon, As Morning Flow'rs that fade at Noon. 9 But his eternal Love is sure To all the Saints, and shall endure; From Age to Age his Truth shall reign, Nor Children's Children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

My soul, repeat his praise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #30 (1835) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Angels praise the Lord Lyrics: My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great, Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. High as the heav'ns are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west Doth all our guilt remove. The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. He knows we are but dust, Scattered with every breath; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field It withers in an hour. But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

Fairest of all the lights above

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #62 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Sun, Moon, and Stars, praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 Fairest of all the lights above, Thou sun, whose beams adorn the spheres, And with unwearied swiftness move, To form the circles of our years; 2 Praise the Creator of the skies, That dress'd thine orb in golden rays: Or let the sun forget to rise, If he forget his Maker's praise! 3 Thou reigning beauty of the night, Fair queen of silence, silver moon, Whose gentle beams, and borrow'd light, Are softer rivals of the moon; 4 Arise, and to that sovereign Power Waxing and waning honours pay, Who bade thee rule the dusky hour, And half supply the absent day! 5 Ye twinkling stars that gild the skies, When darkness has its curtain drawn, That keep your watch with wakeful eyes, When business, cares, and day, are gone; 6 Proclaim the glories of your Lord, Dispers'd through all the heavenly street, Whose boundless treasures can afford, So rich a pavement for his feet! 7 O God of glory, God of love, Thou art the sun that makes our days; With all thy shining works above Let man attempt to speak thy praise!

My Soul, repeat his Praise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P103d (1766) Topics: Angels praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 My Soul, repeat his Praise, Whose Mercies are so great; Whose Anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 GOD will not always chide; And when his Strokes are felt, His Strokes are fewer than our Crimes, And lighter than our Guilt. 3 High as the Heav'ns are raised Above the Ground we tread, So far the Riches of his Grace Our highest Thoughts exceed. 4 His Pow'r subdues our Sins, And his forgiving Love, Far as the East is from the West, Doth all our Guilt remove. 5 The Pity of the Lord, To those that fear his Name, Is such as tender Parents feel; He knows our feeble Frame. 6 He knows we are but Dust, Scatter'd with every Breath: His Anger, like a rising Wind, Can send us swift to Death. 7 Our Days are as the Grass, Or like the Morning Flow'r; If one sharp Blast sweeps o'er the Field It withers in an Hour. 8 But thy Compassion, Lord, To endless Years endure; And Children's Children ever find Thy Words of Promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

Praise ye Jehovah's name

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #341 (1873) Topics: Let All that hath Breath Praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 Praise ye Jehovah's name; Praise through his courts proclaim; Rise and adore: High o'er the heavens above Sound his great acts of love, While his rich grace we prove Vast as his power. 2 Now let the trumpet raise Sounds of triumphant praise Wide as his fame; There let the harp be found; Organs with solemn sound, Roll your deep notes around, Filled with his name. 3 While his high praise ye sing, Shake every sounding string: Sweet the accord! He vital breath bestows: Let every breath that flows His noblest fame disclose-- Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 149:3

Psalm 103 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.227 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Angels praise the Lord First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great, Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. High as the heav'ns are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west Doth all our guilt remove. The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. He knows we are but dust, Scattered with every breath; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field It withers in an hour. But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

Holy God, We Praise Thy Name

Author: Ignaz Franz; Clarence A. Walworth Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #2 (1997) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: Praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 Holy God, we praise Thy name; Lord of all, we bow before Thee; All on earth Thy scepter claim; All in heav'n above adore Thee. Infinite Thy vast domain; Everlasting is Thy reign. 2 Hark, the glad celestial hymn Angel choirs above are raising; Cherubim and seraphim In unceasing chorus praising; Fill the heav'ns with sweet accord: Holy, holy, holy Lord. 3 Holy Father, holy Son, Holy Spirit: Three we name Thee, While in essence only one; Undivided God we claim Thee, And adoring, bend the knee While we sing our praise to Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: GROSSER GOTT

O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Celebration Hymnal #21 (1997) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Praise the Lord First Line: O for a thousand tongues to sing Lyrics: 1 O for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace. 2 Jesus! The Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease, 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life and health and peace. 3 He breaks the pow'r of cancelled sin, He sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean; His blood availed for me. 4 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb, Your loosened tongues employ; Ye blind, behold your Savior come; And leap, ye lame, for joy. 5 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread thro' all the earth abroad The honors of Thy Name. Languages: English Tune Title: AZMON

Come let us sing: Praise to our King

Author: Charles Silvester Horne, 1805-1914 Hymnal: The Methodist Hymn-Book with Tunes #116a (1933) Meter: 10.10.10.10 with refrain Topics: The Lord Jesus Christ His Glory, Name, and Praise First Line: Sing we the King who is coming to reign Languages: English Tune Title: SING WE THE KING

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