Praises On High
PRAISES ON HIGH
O clap your hands all ye peoples
Shout to God with a voice of triumph
For the lord most high is terrible
He is a great king over all the earth
He shall subdue all the tribe under us
And nation under our feet, he gives us our right
The Excellency of Jacob and his prince Israel
He goes up with shout of joy and songs
The lord goes up with trumpet blast
Sing praises to him who is on high
Sing with understanding for he rule all the earth
Over the heavens he reigns sited upon his throne
Where the princes of the people are gathered together
Holy is the lord is their song of righteousness
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