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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419867" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Te Deum</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thee, Sovereign God, our grateful accents praise;<br>We own thee Lord, and bless thy wondrous ways;<br>To thee, Eternal Father, earth's whole frame<br>With loudest trumpets sounds immortal fame.<br>Lord God of Hosts! for thee the heavenly powers,<br>With sounding anthems, fill the vaulted towers.<br>Thy Cherubims thee Holy, Holy, Holy, cry;<br>Thrice Holy, all the Seraphims reply,<br>And thrice returning echoes endless songs supply.<br>Both heaven and earth thy majesty display;<br>They owe their beauty to thy glorious ray.<br>Thy praises fill the loud apostles' quire:<br>The train of prophets in the song conspire.<br>Legions of martyrs in the chorus shine,<br>And vocal blood with vocal music join.[24]<br>By these thy church, inspired by heavenly art,<br>Around the world maintains a second part,<br>And tunes her sweetest notes, O God, to thee,<br>The Father of unbounded majesty;<br>The Son, adored co-partner of thy seat,<br>And equal everlasting Paraclete.<br>Thou King of Glory, Christ, of the Most High,<br>Thou co-eternal filial Deity;<br>Thou who, to save the world's impending doom,<br>Vouchsafst to dwell within a virgin's womb;<br>Old tyrant Death disarmed, before thee flew<br>The bolts of heaven, and back the foldings drew,<br>To give access, and make thy faithful way;<br>From God's right hand thy filial beams display.<br>Thou art to judge the living and the dead;<br>Then spare those souls for whom thy veins have bled.<br>O take us up amongst thy bless'd above,<br>To share with them thy everlasting love.<br>Preserve, O Lord! thy people, and enhance<br>Thy blessing on thine own inheritance.<br>For ever raise their hearts, and rule their ways,<br>Each day we bless thee, and proclaim thy praise;<br>No age shall fail to celebrate thy name,<br>No hour neglect thy everlasting fame.<br>Preserve our souls, O Lord, this day from ill;<br>Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy still:<br>As we have hoped, do thou reward our pain;<br>We've hoped in thee--let not our hope be vain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Dryden">John Dryden</a><div class=q>
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We own thee Lord, and bless thy wondrous ways;
To thee, Eternal Father, earth's whole frame
With loudest trumpets sounds immortal fame.
Lord God of Hosts! for thee the heavenly powers,
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