Let us, with a gladsome mind
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Let us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind: For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Let us blaze his name abroad, For of gods he is the God: He with all-commanding might Filled the new-made world with light: He the golden-tressed sun Caused all day his course to run: And the horned moon by night 'Mid her spangled sisters bright: All things living he doth feed, His full hand supplies their need: For his mercies |
Laeta mens benevolum laudet nostra Dominum. Cuius est perpetua cum fide clementia. Nomen publicabimus, quod deorum est Deus. Eius est imperio orbe fusa lux novo. Aureo soli suam per diem dedit viam; neque nocturnam minus lunae cum sororibus. Omne sentiens alit: nempe manus sufficit. Cuius est perpetua |