Praise waits for Thee in Zion; all tribes shall worship there And pay their vows before Thee, O God Who hearest prayer. Our sins rise up against us, prevailing day by day, But Thou wilt show us mercy and take their guilt away. How blest the ones Thou callest and bringest near to Thee, That in Thy courts forever their dwelling place may be; They shall within Thy temple be satisfied with grace, And filled with all the goodness of Thy most holy place. O God of our salvation, since Thou dost love the right, Thou wilt an answer send us in wondrous deeds of might. In all earth's habitations, on all the boundless sea, We find no sure reliance, no peace, apart from Thee. Thy might sets fast the mountains; strength girds Thee evermore To calm the raging peoples and still the ocean's roar. Thy majesty and greatness are through all lands confessed, And joy on earth Thou sendest afar from east to west.
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