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"Rejoice! The Lord is King - A Psalm of Thanksgiving"

Experience the joy and reverence encapsulated in Psalm 92, sung to Darwall's 148th tune. This hymn celebrates the majesty of the Lord, expressing gratitude for His steadfast love and faithfulness. From the dawn to the night, the psalmist rejoices in God's great deeds and thoughts. Emphasizing the righteousness of the faithful and the inevitable downfall of the wicked, this uplifting piece encourages believers to flourish in God's grace, proclaiming the Lord's goodness throughout their lives.

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"Rejoice! The Lord is King - A Psalm of Thanksgiving"

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  1. Psalm 92 Sung to: DARWALL’S 148TH “Rejoice the Lord is King” Trinity Hymnal tune #310 CCLI #977558

  2. It’s good to thank the Lord, To praise Your name, Most High! To show Your love at dawn, Your faithfulness all night! The ten-string lyre With sweet-voiced lute and rippling harp Your praise inspire.

  3. Your deeds, Lord, made me glad. I’ll joy in what You’ve done. How great Your doings, Lord! How deep Your thoughts each one! Fools won’t be shown; The foolish can’t accept this truth, To him unkown!

  4. Though sinners grow like weeds, Ill-do-ers blossom may, They’re doomed to be destroyed. You, Lord, exalted stay. Lord, Your foes fall. See! How Your foes, vain evil men, Are scattered all!

  5. You’ve raised, like ox, my horn, Poured fresh oil on my head. You made me see the spies And hear what plotters said. Like thriving palm The righteous grows, like cedars tall On Lebanon.

  6. Those planted by the Lord Shall in God’s courts be seen; When old they’ll still bear fruit And flourish fresh and green. And loud proclaim How upright is the Lord, my Rock; No wrong in Him!

  7. CCLI 977558

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