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Let my cry come near before thee, O LORD: give me understanding
according to thy word.
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| Let the vast sky praise the Lord my God; the sun shall
testify of thy glory.
Let earth praise my God; the high mountains and mighty oceans demontrate thy power. Let all creatures speak praises to my God and my king, who liveth amongst the very clouds. Let devout men, these learned men that have cymbals and lutes, commence to praise my Lord. Let women that love virtue praise my Lord with timbrels, hymns, and a dance. Let children full of faith choose to praise God in the joyful innocence of youth. Let choirs of angels praise my Lord, oh yes even the great God, with the harp and the trumpet. |