Alleluia, Praise God in His holy temple.
Praise Him in the firmament of his power.
Everything that has breath praise Him, Alleluia
Praise God.
Praise God in His holy temple
Praise Him in the heights
For His mighty acts praise Him
With music and song and dance
Let everything that has breath
Praise the Lord Alleluia.
I Lift up my eyes to the hills
From where is my help to come
My help comes from the Lord
The maker of heaven and earth
He will not let your foot to be moved
And He that watches over you will
Neither slumber or sleep
The Lord watches over you
The Lord is your shade at you right hand
Lord you have searched me out
And know my sitting down
and my rising up
You discern my thoughts from afar
Search me out O God and try me
You trace my journeys
and my resting places
And are acquainted with all my ways
Where can I go then from your spirit
Where can I flee from your presence
If I climb up to heaven you are there
If I make the grave my bed
you are there also
Lord you have been our refuge
Before the mountains were brought forth
Or land and earth were born
From age to age you are God
You turn us back to dust and say
' Go back to dust, O child of earth'
For a thousand years in your sight are like yesterday which is past like a watch In the night
You sweep us away like a dream
We fade away suddenly like the grass
in the morning it is green and flowers
In the evening it is dried up and withered
As the Deer longs for the water
So my soul longs for you
O my God
My soul is athirst for God
athirst for The living God.
When shall I come to
Appear before the presence of God
My tears have been my food day and night
While all day long they say to me
Now where is your God ?
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