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O all ye lands, with shouts of joy

O all ye lands, with shouts of joy

Published in 2 hymnals

Full Text

1 O all ye lands, with shouts of joy,
to GOD your voices raise:
2 Sing forth the honour of his name,
and glorious make his praise.
3 Say ye to GOD; 'In thy great works
'how terrible art Thou;
'Thro' thy almighty pow'r thy foes
to Thee are made to bow:
4 'Yea all the nations of the earth
shall bow and sing to Thee;
'To thine exalted Name shall sing
'with joy and melody.' (Selah)

5 Come, and the might works of GOD
with admiration see;
In doings to the sons of men,
how terrible is He?

6 He turn'd the channels of the sea
to dry and solid ways;
Our fathers pass'd the flood on foot;
and there we sang his praise.
7 He by his pow'r for ever rules;
his eyes the nations spy;
Let notne who are rebellious dare
to lift themselves on high. (Selah)

[2 Part]

8 O all ye people, bless our God,
and sound aloud his praise;
9 Who puts and holds our souls in life,
and feet from sliding stays.
10 For Thou, O GOD, hast proved us,
and try'd as silver try'd.
11 Into a net hast wound us fast,
our loins hast straitly ty'd.

12 Men o'er our heads Thou mad'st to ride,
thro' fire and floods we past;
Yet Thou into a happy place,
of freedom brought us hast.
13 With off'rings I'll go to thy house,
my vows I'll pay to Thee;
14 Which my lips utter'd and mouth spake,
when trouble was on me.

15 Burnt off'rings I will offer Thee,
that full of fatness are;
The best of all my flocks and herds,
which incense I'll prepare. (Selah.)
16 O come and hearken now to me
all ye who GOD revere;
And what He for my soul hath done,
I'll gratefully declare.

17 My mouth to Him in my distress
sent forth my earnest cry:
He heard me, and my joyful tongue
extolled Him on high.
18 If in my heart I sin allow'd,
the Lord would not give ear:
19 But surely GOD gave ear to me,
and kindly heard my pray'r.

20 O let this kind and mighty GOD,
for ever blessed be;
Who turned not my pray'r from Him,
nor mercy held from me.

Source: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre: being the New-England Psalm-Book, revised and improved... (2nd ed.) #PLXVI

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