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The joy of the whole earth.
Psalm 48:2.
Far as thy name is known
The world declares thy praise;
The saints, O Lord, before thy throne
Their songs of honor raise.
2 With joy, thy people stand
On Zion’s chosen hill,
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,
And counsels of thy will.
3 Let strangers walk around
The city where we dwell,
Compass and view thy holy ground,
And mark the building well.
4 How comely and how wise!
How glorious to behold!
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,
And rites adorned with gold.
5 The God we worship now
Will guide us till we die;
Will be our God while here below,
And ours above the sky.
Watts.