PRAISE THE LORD
The mighty God of isrealites
The holy man without no sins
The husband of the windows
The father of the fatherless
God you are awesome in your santuary
The lord who speak with thunders,
And his voices sound mighty
His power is over the world
His power is in skies
Because of your temple in jerusalem
People kings we bring praises
Praise God all people in congregation
Praise the lord in assembly of isreal
Let all the singer sing for joys
Let all maidens plays tambourine
Praise the lord oh pple of the world
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