Ye who His temple throng, Jehovah’s praise prolong,
New anthems sing;
Ye saints with joy declare, your Maker’s loving care
And let the children there joy in their King.
2
O let His Name employ your every note of joy,
His praises speak;
He looks with loving face upon His chosen race,
And will with every grace adorn the meek.
3
Ye saints your joy proclaim and glory in the Name
Of God above;
And when the daylight dies, ere sleep shall close your eyes,
Let praise to God arise for all His love.
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