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Another Metres as Mr. Sandys's 13th.
[verse 1] O Sing to God, the Lord:
His wond'rous Works record!
Sing, sing an Anthem new.
Return his Praises due,
Whose Hand, whose holy Arm
Dissolv'd Hell's fatal Charm:
Whom we triumphant see,
And crown'd with Victorie!
[verse 2] The Lord's Salvation
Is now more clearly known:
His Truth and Justice He
Makes all the Nations see.
[verse 3] But with his Israel
His Mercies ever dwell:
And though a while a Cloud
His Truth and Mercy shroud
From their expecting Eyes,
Off soon the Shadow flies,
And both, with Beams Divine
More bright and strongly shine.
So all the Nations round
Have our Salvation found;
How God about us waits,
And all our Health creates.
[verse 4] Let all the Nations round
Their Maker's Praises sound:
O let the Earth rejoice,
And raise its chearful Voice;
And all the World combine
In Thanks, and Songs Divine.
[verse 5] Sing to the Lord! ô sing
To our Eternal King!
To well-tun'd Harps ô raise
Your Notes of Heav'nly Praise!