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1 Not to us, not unto us, Lord, but glory to thy name afford: for thy mercy, for thy truth’s sake. 2 The heathen wherefore should they say: where is their God now gone away? 3 But heav’n’s our God his fear doth make: he hath done whatsoe’er he would. 4 Their idols are silver and gold:
the handywork of men they were. 5 Mouths have they, speechless yet they be: eyes have they, but they do not see. 6 Ears have they but they do not hear: noses have they, but do not smell. 7 Hands have they, but cannot handle, feet have they but they do not go: and through their throat they never spake.
8 Like them are they, that do them make: and all that trust in them are so. 9 Trust in the Lord, O Israel, he is their help, their shield as well. 10 O Aaron’s house the Lord trust ye: he is their help, and he their shield. 11 Who fear the Lord, trust to Him yield: their help also their shield is he.
12 The Lord hath mindful been of us, he’ll bless us, he’ll bless Isr’el’s house: blessing he’ll Aaron’s house afford. 13 He’ll bless God’s fearers: great and small. 14 You and your sons, the Lord much shall 15 increase still. You blest of the Lord 16 which heav’n and earth made. Heav’n’s heav’ns be the Lord’s: but th’ earth men’s sons gives he.
17 The Lord’s praise dead do not afford: nor any that to silence bow. 18 But we will bless the Lord both now and ever henceforth. Praise the Lord.