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.
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.
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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