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5 So with thy whirlwind them pursue,
And with thy tempest chase;
6 *And till they *yield thee honour due,
Lord fill with shame their face.
7 Asham'd and troubl'd let them be,
Troubl'd and sham'd for ever,
*They seek thy
Name. Heb.
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Ever confounded, and so die
With shame, and scape it never.
8 Then shall they know that thou whose name
Jehova is alone,
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Art the most high, and thou the same
O're all the earth art one.
PSAL. LXXXIV.
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How lovely are thy dwellings fair!
O Lord of Hoasts, how dear
The pleasant Tabernacles are!
Where thou do'st dwell so near.
My Soul doth long and almost die
Thy Courts O Lord to see,
My heart and flesh aloud do crie,
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