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O praise the LORD, all ye nations: praise him, all ye people.

For his merciful kindness is great toward us: and the truth

of the LORD endureth forever.

Praise ye the LORD.

Psalm cxvii.

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1 G Consider my meditation.

IVE ear to my words, O LORD;

2 Hearken to the voice of my | cry, my | King and my | GOD; For unto Thee | will I pray.

3 My voice shalt Thou hear in the morning, | 0 | LORD: In the morning will I direct my prayer unto | Thee, and | will look up.

4 For Thou art not a GOD that hath pleasure in | wicked- |

ness;

Neither shall evil | dwell with | Thee.

5 The vainglorious | shall not stand in thy | sight: Thou hatest all workers of iniquity.

6 Thou wilt destroy them that speak | falsehood: The LORD will abhor the man of blood and deceit.

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7 But as for me, I will come into thy house in the | multitude of thy mercy:

In thy fear will I worship toward thy | holy | temple.

8 Lead me, O LORD, in thy righteousness, be cause · of mine |

ene mies:

Make thy way straight before my face.

Ps. v.

II.

9:

2 Ind to sing praises unto thy name, o Thou Most | High;

is good to give thanks to the LORD,

2 To show forth thy loving kindness | in the morning, And thy | faithfulness | in the night:

3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and up on the | psaltery; Upon the harp with solemn sound.

4 For Thou, O LORD, hast made me glad through thy | work; I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

5 The righteous shall flourish | like the palm-tree :

He shall grow like a | cedar in | Lebanon.

6 Those that be planted in the house of the | LORD, Shall flourish in the courts | of our | GOD.

7 They shall still bring forth | fruit in old age; They shall be fat and flourish|ing :

8 To show that the LORD is upright;

My Rock, and there is | no un righteousness | in Him.

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3 BEF

EHOLD, how good and how | pleasant it | is,
For brethren to | dwell together in | unity.
2 It is like the precious ointment up on the | head,
That ran down up on the | beard,

3 Even Aaron's | beard,

That went down to the border of his garments.

4 It is like the dew of Hermon,

That descended up on the mountains of | Zion: 5 For there the LORD com manded the | blessing, Even life for | ever more.

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Ps. cxxxiii.

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4 COMFOR

MFORT ye, comfort ye my people, saith your | GOD:
Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem;

And cry unto her, that her | warfare | is accomplished, 2 That her iniquity is pardoned:

For she hath received from the LORD'S | hand

Double for all her sins.

3 The voice of him that crieth | in the wilderness, Prepare ye the way of the LORD,

Make straight in the desert a highway | for our | GOD.

4 Every valley shall be exalted;

And every mountain and hill made | low:

And the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough | places plain.

LORD shall be revealed:

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5 And the glory of the
And all flesh shall see it together:
For the mouth of the

AKE a joyful noise unto the LORD, | all the earth:

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M Serve the LORD with gladness:

Come before his face with singing.

2 Know ye that the

He hath made us,

LORD | He is | GOD:

and not we ourselves,

His people, and the sheep of his pasture. 3 Enter into his | gates | with thanks giving, Into his courts with praise:

Give thanks unto Him, and bless his name.

4 For the LORD | He is good:

His mercy is ever lasting,

And his truth to all generations.

Ps. c.

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GOD, my heart is fixed:

I will sing and give | praise even | with my glory.

2 Awake, psaltery and harp :

I will a wake the | dawn.

3 I will praise Thee, O LORD, among the people; And I will sing praises unto Thee a mong the nations.

4 For thy mercy is great above the

And thy truth | reacheth unto the

heavens ;
clouds.

5 Be Thou exalted, O GOD, above the heavens ; And thy glory above all the earth.

6 That thy beloved may be delivered;

Save with thy right hand, and answer | me.

VI.

Ps. cviii.

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S the hart panteth for the brooks of water,
So panteth my soul for | Thee, O GOD.

2 My soul thirsteth for GOD, for the living | GOD:
When shall I come and appear before | GOD?

3 My tears have been my meat | day and night; While they continually say unto me, | Where is thy | GOD? 4 When I remember these things,

I pour out my soul with in me.

5 For I had gone with the multitude;
I went with them to the house of | GOD,

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