#37O Sing, My Soul, Your Maker's Praise

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O sing my soul, your Maker's praise In grateful hymns ascending; Whose steadfast love has crowned your days With heavenly gifts unending. I sought the Lord, He heard my cry; His holy angels hovering nigh The tents of those who love Him.
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The Lord is good to those who seek His face in time of sorrow; Providing comfort to the weak And grace for each tomorrow. Though grief may tarry for a night, The morning shall break in joy and light With blessings from His presence.
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The Lord will turn His face in peace When troubled souls draw near Him; His loving-kindness shall not cease To those who trust and fear Him. Our God will not forsake His own; Eternal is His heavenly throne; His kingdom stands forever.

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Scripture References:

Psalm 34:6, Psalm 30:5, Lamentations 3:22-23

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