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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PSALM 113, by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE First Line: O you that serve the lord Last Line: A fruitfull mothers life | |||
O you that serve the Lord To prayse his name accord Jehova now and ever Commending, ending never Whom all this Earth resounds From East to Western bound He monarch reigns on high His glory treads the sky Like him who can be counted That dwells so highly mounted Yet stooping low beholds What heav'n and earth enfolds. From dust the Needy Soul The Wretch from myry hole He lifts, yea Kings he makes them Yea Kings his People takes them He gives the barren Wife A fruitfull Mothers life | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM 121 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 136 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 139 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 8. MAN'S PLACE IN CREATION by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE DEBORAH: THE SONG OF DEBORAH by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ECCLESIASTES by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ECCLESIASTES: THE LIGHT IS SWEET by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ELIJAH AND THE PRIESTS OF BAAL: IN A TIME OF FAMINE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE EXODUS 15. SONG OF ISRAEL FOR THE OVERTHROW OF EGYPT IN THE RED SEA by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |
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