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In Praise of The King
 



Lord, Oh Lord, how excellent is Thy name, (a)
the sins of youth bring not eternal shame.

I'll praise Thee, Father, all my living days,
my humble hands and heart to Thee I raise.

Be still, my soul, the Lord is on thy side, (b)
walk on in truth, renouncing foolish pride.

All people that on Earth do dwell, rejoice (c)
to Him offer your heart and mind and voice.

King of Kings and Lord of Lords amazing (d)
we come to Thee to worship, loudly praising.



(a) Psalm 8 (b) Katharina von Schlegel
(c) William Kethe (d) Revelations 19:16















By cherryk

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - Madah Writs a Madah (challenge has been closed)


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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - Madah Writs a Madah (challenge has been closed)


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