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CLAP your hands, ye people all,

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      7s. Psalm xlvii.
      1 CLAP your hands, ye people all,
      Praise the God on whom ye call;
      Lift your voice, and shout his praise,
      Triumph in his sovereign grace!

      2 Glorious is the Lord most High,
      Terrible in majesty;
      He his sovereign sway maintains,
      King o'er all the earth he reigns.

      3 Jesus is gone up on high,
      Takes his seat above the sky:
      Shout the angel-choirs aloud,
      Echoing to the trump of God.

      4 Sons of earth, the triumph join,
      Praise him with the host divine;
      Emulate the heavenly powers,
      Their victorious Lord is ours.

      5 Shout the God enthroned above,
      Trumpet forth his conquering love;
      Praises to our Jesus sing,
      Praises to our glorious king!

      6 Power is all to Jesus given,
      Power o'er hell, and earth, and heaven!
      Power he now to us imparts;
      Praise him with believing hearts.

      7 Wonderful in saving power,
      Him let all our hearts adore;
      Earth and heaven repeat the cry, -
      "Glory be to God most High!"

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