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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.
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