CANTVS. XV.
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SIng a song of ioy, praise our God with mirth, His flocke who can de-
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stroy, Is he not Lord of heau'n and earth?
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Sing a song of ioy,
P••ayse our God with mirth:
His flocke who can destroy?
Is hee not Lord of heau'n and earth?
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Sing wee then secure,
Tuning well our strings:
With voyce as Eccho pure
Let vs renowne the King of Kings.
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First who taught the day
From the East to rise:
Whom doth the Sunne obey
When in the Seas his glory dyes?
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Hee the Starres directs,
That in order stand:
Who heau'n and earth protects,
But hee that fram'd them with his hand?
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Angels round attend,
Wayting on his will:
Arm'd millions hee doth send,
To ayde the good, or plague the ill.
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All that dread his Name,
And his Hests obserue,
His arme will shield from shame,
Their steps from truth shall neuer swer••e.
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Let vs then reioyce,
Sounding loud his prayse:
So will hee heare our voyce,
And blesse on earth our peacefull dayes.