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1 Unto the end, for the sons of Core. O clap your hands, all ye nations: shout unto God with the voice of Joy, 2 For the Lord is high, terrible: a great king over all the earth. 3 He hath subdued the people under us; and the nations under our feet. 4 He hath chosen for us his inheritance the beauty of Jacob which he hath loved. 5 God is ascended with jubilee, and the Lord with the sound of trumpet. 6 Sing praises to our God, sing ye: sing praises to our king, sing ye. 7 For God is the king of all the earth: sing ye wisely. Psalms 47:1-7, Douay-Rheims Bible. Public domain.
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