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482 Gray


O praise the Lord in that blest place
From whence His goodness largely flows;
Praise Him in heav'n, where He His face
Unveiled in perfect glory shows.

Praise Him for all the mighty acts
Which He in our behalf hath done;
His kindness this return exacts,
With which our praise should equal run.

Let all, who vital breath enjoy,
The breath to them He doth afford
In just returns of praise employ;
Let ev'ry creature praise the Lord.


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