Ye righteous, in the Lord rejoice;
'Tis comely that with joyful voice
God's saints His Name should praise.
With harp and hymn of gladness sing,
Your gift of sweetest music bring,
To Him a new song raise.
For upright is Jehovah's word,
And all the doings of the Lord
In justice have their birth;
In judgment and in deeds of right
The Lord forever takes delight,
His goodness fills the earth.
Jehovah speaks, the heav'ns appear;
He breathes, and, lo, each shining sphere
In splendor stands arrayed;
He rolls the waters heap on heap,
He stores away the mighty deep
In garners for it made.
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