Psalm 67:3

Praise Thee do peoples, O God, Praise Thee do peoples, all of them.

I make mention of Thy name in all generations, Therefore do peoples praise Thee, To the age, and for ever!

Confess Thee do peoples, O God, Confess Thee do peoples -- all of them.

Let not the oppressed turn back ashamed, Let the poor and needy praise Thy name,

My soul liveth, and it doth praise Thee, And Thy judgments do help me.

Bring forth from prison my soul to confess Thy name, The righteous do compass me about, When Thou conferrest benefits upon me!

For Sheol doth not confess Thee, Death doth not praise Thee, Those going down to the pit hope not for Thy truth.

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