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Attend to the musick divine
Ye people of God with the priest,
At once your Hosanna combine
As meekly ye bow to the east.

Ye servants that look to the lights
Which blaze in the house of the Lord,
And keep up the watch of the nights
To bless each apartment and ward,

The holy of holies review,
And lift up your hands with your voice,
And there sing your anthems anew,
In praise to Jehova rejoice.

The Lord that made heav'n and earth,
Which rules o'er the night and the day,
His blessing bestow on your mirth,
And hear you whenever ye pray.
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