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Stand upon the summits of mountains!
Roll upon the grassy knolls! Bask in all the sun that surrounds you And proclaim HIS unshakable love! Fly into the night, you nightingale! Cry into the sky, you dove! Sing with all the voice HE has given you Right up into heaven above! Stand up to your height you cedars, There alongside the rills and streams! For HIS is a heart that is HOLY! So bow down to HIM, you reeds! Oh, run upon the meadows, you stags! And dance upon the fields, you deer! Shout out to the son of man, “Jehovah, our King is here!”
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