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O let us his praises tell,
That doth the wrathfull tyrants quell.
For, &c.
That with his miracles doth make
Amazed Heav'n and Earth to shake.
For, &c.
That by his wisdom did create
The painted Heav'ns so full of state.
For, &c.
That did the solid Earth ordain
To rise above the watry plain.
For his, &c.
That by his all-commanding might,
Did fill the new-made world with light.
For his, &c.
And caus'd the Golden-tressed Sun,
All the day long his cours to run.
For his, &c.
The horned Moon to shine by night,
Amongst her spangled sisters bright.
For his, &c.
He with his thunder-clasping hand,
mote the first-born of Egypt Land.
For his, &c.
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