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Bless the Lord, my soul ! Lord God, how great you are, how many are your works, O Lord ! The earth is full of your riches. You take back your spirit, they die, returning to the dust from which they came. You send forth your spirit, they are created; and you renew the face of the earth. May the glory of the Lord last for ever ! May the Lord rejoice in his works ! May my thoughts be pleasing to him. I find my joy in the Lord. |