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HALLELUJAH .

O MY soul, praise thou the Lord,
Whilst thou liv'st His praise record.
Whilst I am, Eternal King,
I will of Thy praises sing.
O no hope in priuces place,
Trust in none of human race,
Who can give no help at all,
Nor prevent his proper fall.
When his parting breath expires,
He again to earth retires.
Ev'n in that uncertain day
All his thoughts with him decay.
Happy he whom God protects,
He on whom His grace reflects.
Happy he who plants his trust
On the Only Good and Just.
He Who heav'n's blue arch display'd,
He Who earth's foundation laid,
Spread the land-embracing main,
Made whatever all contain.
True to what His word profest,
He revengeth the opprest;
Hungry souls with food sustains,
And unbinds the prisoners' chains.
To the blind restores his sight,
Rears who fall by wicked might.
Righteousness His soul affects.
Friendless strangers He protects,
Widows and the fatherless;
Those confounds who these oppress.
Zion, God, thy God shall reign,
While the poles their orbs sustain.
Hallelujah.
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