you save and deliever
This sin I have done
this guilt on my hands
Let the assembled peoples gather
judge me, search my mind and matter
My sheild, my God most high
who saves the upright in heart
I take refuge in you
you give me strength
Lets sing praise to the Lord most high
The evil around us
is slowly rising
The assembled gather, the weak will fall
Awake O God, rise up against our enimies
The wicked return to the graves
the needy are not forgotten
Nor the hope of the afflicted ever parish
you listen to the unrighteous cry
Lift up your hands, Lift up your hands, Lift up your hands, and praise the Lord Almighty!
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