O all ye Nations record,
The Praises of the Lord;
Ye people through the Universe,
Your Makers praise rehearse.
For He to us great kindness shewes,
And Mercies large bestowes.
His constant Truth no time decaies:
The Lord for ever praise.
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Henry King
Henry King (1592 – 30 September 1669) was an English poet who served as Bishop of Chichester.
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