Psalter 408

Verse 1
Ye who His temple throng,
Jehovah's praise prolong,
New anthems sing;
Ye saints, with joy declare
Your Maker's loving care,
And let the children there
Joy in their King.

Verse 2
O let His Name employ
Your ev'ry note of joy,
His praises speak;
He looks with loving face
Upon His chosen race,
And will with ev'ry grace
Adorn the meek.

Verse 3
Ye saints, your joy proclaim
And glory in the Name
Of God above;
And when the daylight dies,
Ere sleep shall close your eyes,
Let praise to God arise
For all His love.

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