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O let us rejoice in the Lord evermore,
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| 1. | O let us rejoice in the Lord evermore, |
| | Though all things around us be trying, |
| | Though floods of affliction like sea |
| | billows roar, |
| | It's better to sing than be sighing. |
| | Then rejoice evermore, rejoice |
| | evermore, |
| | It is better to sing than be sighing: |
| | It is better to live then be dying; |
| | So let us rejoice evermore. |
| 2. | O let us rejoice in the Lord evermore, |
| | When the darts of the tempter are |
| | flying, |
| | For Satan still dreads, as he oft did of |
| | yore, |
| | Our singing much more than our |
| | sighing. |
| 3. | O let us rejoice in the Lord evermore, |
| | When sickness upon us is stealing, |
| | No cordial like gladness our strength |
| | can restore, |
| | For joy is the fountain of healing. |