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Chinese (traditional)- Sing to God, sing in praise of his name,
extol him who rides on the clouds;
rejoice before him—his name is the Lord.
A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows,
is God in his holy dwelling. - God sets the lonely in families,
he leads out the prisoners with singing;
but the rebellious live in a sun-scorched land. - Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior,
who daily bears our burdens.
For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid, but gives us power, love and self-discipline. I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.Next verse!With image