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O COME , let us sing to the Lord,
In God our salvation rejoice;
In psalms of thanksgiving record
His praise, with one spirit, one voice!
For Jehovah is King, and He reigns,
The God of all gods, on his throne;
The strength of the hills He maintains,
The ends of the earth are his own.

The sea is Jehovah's; — He made
The tide its dominion to know;
The land is Jehovah's; — He laid
Its solid foundations below:
O come, let us worship, and kneel
Before our Creator, our God!
— The people who serve Him with zeal,
— The flock whom He guides with his rod.

As Moses, the fathers of old
Through the sea and the wilderness led,
His wonderful works we behold,
With manna from heaven are fed:
To-day, let us hearken, to-day,
To the voice that yet speaks from above,
And all his commandments obey,
For all his commandments are love.

His wrath let us fear to provoke,
To dwell in his favour unite;
His service is freedom, his yoke
Is easy, his burden is light:
But, oh! of rebellion beware,
Rebellion, that hardens the breast,
Lest God in his anger should swear
That we shall not enter his rest.
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