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PSALM 117, by                    
First Line: Praise, prayse the lord. All that of lowest sphere
Last Line: D ecayeth not, he needs it not renew.
Subject(s): Worship


P raise, prayse the Lord, All that of lowest sphere
R eside on any side
A ll you I say
I n Countrys scatterd wide
S e in your joyes Jehovas prayse appeare
T hat worthily your songs display
H is worth whose every way
E xceding grace
L ayd upon us doth overlay
O ur greatest force; whose promise ever true
R estraind within no space
D ecayeth not, He needs it not renew.





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