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Let all the world in every corner sing; My God and King! The heavens are not too high, His praise may thither fly; The earth is not too low, His praises there may grow, Let all the world in every corner sing; My God and King!
Let all the world in every corner sing; My God and King! The church with psalms must shout, No door can keep them out; But above all, the heart Must bear the longest part. Let all the world in every corner sing; My God and King!
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