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476t Effingham


The Lord proclaims His pow'r aloud
Through ev'ry ocean, ev'ry land;
His voice divides the wat'ry cloud,
And lightnings blaze at His command.

The Lord sits sov'reign on the flood,
O'er earth He reigns forever King;
But makes His church His blest abode,
Where we His awful glories sing.

In gentler language, there the Lord
The counsel of His grace imparts;
Amid the raging storm, His word
Speaks peace and comfort to our hearts.


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