Praised be the Lord, from him my wisdom springs.

I bow in rapture to the King of kings.

He led me abject to imperial state.

and trembling for my future state.

Strengthened by him, each foe with horror fled.

than impious to have at the altar bled.

Though death he loved deserved, stern she me I found.

And Adonijah sank beneath the wound

Forced by his crimes I spoke a brother's doom.

A mes vices perishes.

When the sun, who yonder is, Pows and tides the golden day,

day.

Oh, when quivering ovaries

In the West he dies away.

You shall ever hear me sing praises to the eternal King

King.

He shall ever hear me sing

Praises to the Eternal!

Praises to the Eternal King!

praises to the eternal King.

The sun, the yonder hills, cows and tithes,

When in the West he dies away

He shall ever hear me sing praises to thee.

to the eternal King.

When the sun for yonder is gone,

Those in ties for an older day

He shall ever hear me sing.

He shall ever hear me sing.

Praises to the Eternal King!

Never, ever hear me sing

O, the eternal King!

Jesus.

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