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Text:
Sing,
sing O Heavens and be ye joyful,
O Earth, O Earth, yea, be ye
joyful;
The feet of those who are in the east shall be
established;
O Earth, O Earth, yea, be ye joyful.
Others
may forget, yet I will not forget thee
For I have graven thee
upon the palms of my hands.
They shall not hunger nor
thirst, the sun shan't smite them
For I that hath mercy on
them shall lead them;
Yea, by the springs of water shall I
guide them
And my highways shall be exalted.
Others may
forget, yet I will not forget thee
For I have graven thee upon
the palms of my hands.
Break forth into singing, o ye
mountains,
For they shall be smitten no more;
For I the
Lord hath comforted all my people
And I will have mercy upon
mine afflicted.
Others may forget, yet I will not forget
thee
For I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands.
Lift up thine eyes round about and behold
All these that gather themselves together,
And they shall come to me and be joyful,
O Earth, O Earth, yea, be ye joyful.
Others may forget, yet I will not forget thee
For I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands.
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