Roberts Psalm 22 vv23-end

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O praise the Lord with fear, And magnify his name, O seed of Israel, sing his praise And spread abroad his fame.

For he does not despise The paupers' lowly place But hears them when they call in need And does not hide his face.

I shall exalt his name Among the holy throng, With those who fear him take my vow, And lift to him my song.

The poor eat from his hand; His seekers sing his praise; Your heart shall live for evermore, Thus serve him all your days.

All nations turn to him And worship in his sight, The Governor of all the Earth, The King of power and might.

The rich folk of the Earth Shall feast, and praises sing; And those who, helpless, go to dust Shall kneel before their King.

Our seed shall serve the Lord A generation's span And unto children yet unborn Unfold his wondrous plan.