Words: The Psalter, 1912

Music: Gregory D. Wilbur

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Come, all you people, praise our God
And tell His glorious works abroad,
Who holds our souls in life;
He never lets our feet be moved
And, though our faith He often proved,
Upholds us in the strife.
Alleluia, alleluia,
Alleluia, amen!
Come, all you people, praise our God
Who holds our souls in life.

We come with off'rings to His house,
And here we pay the solemn vows
We uttered in distress;
To Him our all we dedicate,
To Him we wholly consecrate
The lives His mercies bless.
Alleluia, alleluia,
Alleluia, amen!
We come with off'rings to His house,
The lives His mercies bless.

Come, listen, all who fear the Lord,
While I with grateful heart record
What God has done for me;
I cried to Him in deep distress,
And now His wondrous grace I bless,
For He has set me free.
Alleluia, alleluia,
Alleluia, amen!
Come, listen, all who fear the Lord,
For He has set me free.
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