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fervent soul shall bless the Lord, And sing Jehovah's name ador'd. Oh ! how great are all thy ways, Demanding gratitude and praise; Honour and majesty are thine, And beams of light around thee shine; Thy hand extends the arch on high, The azure curtain of the sky; The clouds thy regal chariot form; Thou ridest on the rushing storm; Amidst the regions of the air, The winds thy car triumphal bear: To thee enraptur'd spirits bend, And angels round thy throne attend; While lightnings in thy presence beam, The ministers of power supreme. At thy behest the earth appear'd, On firm eternal basis rear'd: The floods arose at thy command, And spread their mantle o'er the land: