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SING we to our conquering Lord

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      7s & 6s. Psalm xcviii.
      1 SING we to our conquering Lord
      A new triumphant song;
      Joyfully his deeds record,
      And with a thankful tongue!
      Wonders his right hand hath wrought.
      Still his outstretched arm we see;
      He alone the fight hath fought,
      And got the victory.

      2 God, the almighty God, hath made
      His great salvation known;
      Openly to all displayed
      His glory in his Son:
      Christ hath brought the life to light,
      Bade the glorious gospel shine,
      Showed in all the heathen's sight
      His righteousness divine.

      3 He to Israel's chosen race
      His promise hath fulfilled:
      Mindful of his word of grace
      His saving health revealed:
      He to all the sons of men
      Hath his truth and mercy showed;
      Earth's remotest bounds have seen
      The pardoning love of God.

      4 Make a loud and cheerful noise
      To him that reigns above;
      Earth, with all thy sons, rejoice
      In the Redeemer's love:
      Raise your songs of triumph high,
      Bring him every tuneful strain,
      Praise the Lord who stooped to die,
      To ransom wretched man.

      5 Him with lute and harp record,
      With shawms and trumpets praise;
      Sing, rejoice, before the Lord,
      And glory in his grace:
      Hymn his grace, and truth, and power;
      Give him thanks, rejoice, and sing;
      Praise him, praise him evermore,
      And triumph with your King.

      6 Ocean, roar, with all thy waves,
      In honour of his name;
      He who all creation saves
      Doth all their homage claim:
      Clap your hands, ye floods! Ye hills,
      Joyful all his praise rehearse;
      Praise him till his glory fills
      The vocal universe!

      7 Lo! he comes with clouds! he comes
      In dreadful pomp arrayed!
      All his glorious power assumes,
      To judge the world he made:
      Righteous shall his sentence be:
      Think of that tremendous bar!
      Every eye the Judge shall see,
      And thou shalt meet him there!

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