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<h2>O LORD, ’TIS MATTER OF HIGH PRAISE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Let the high praises of God be in their mouth.” Psalm 149:6</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><em><img border="0" src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_k_e_keach_b.gif" alt="Benjamin Keach (1640-1704)" width="100.666666666667" height="131.333333333333"></em></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_k_e_keach_b.html" target="_blank">Benjamin Keach</a>, <em>Spiritual Songs: Being the Marrow of the Scripture</em> (London: John Marshal, 1700).
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Aberdeen,” melody from Bremner’s <em>Collection</em>, 1763; harmonized in <em>The English Hymnal</em> (London: Oxford University Press, 1906) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_a_b_aberdeen.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>O Lord, ’tis matter of high praise,<br>
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Thy Word on us doth shine,<br>
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But happy they who feel its rays,<br>
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And glorious power divine.</p>
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<p>O let poor sinners feel their sin<br>
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Prick them, as with a sword;<br>
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And purge out all that filth within;<br>
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So will we praise Thy Word.</p>
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<p>Enlightened souls have cause to sing,<br>
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Who wounded were by Thee;<br>
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True cause of joy to such doth spring;<br>
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For they, Lord, healèd be.</p>
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<p>And now in robes most richly decked,<br>
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They to the King are brought;<br>
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Surpassing angels, for have they<br>
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A robe so richly wrought.</p>
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<p>We therefore throw our crowns below<br>
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Thy high and glorious throne;<br>
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And must all say, both night and day,<br>
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Thou worthy art alone,</p>
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<p>All glory, power, and praise to have,<br>
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By us forevermore;<br>
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Thus let us sing unto our King,<br>
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And Him in heart adore.</p>
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