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[Picture of Debbie Taylor]

Old Hundredth All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice: Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell, Come ye before him and rejoice.

Know that the Lord is God indeed; Without our aid he did us make: We are his folk, he doth us feed, And for his sheep he doth us take.

O enter then his gates with praise, Approach with joy his courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless his Name always, For it is seemly so to do.

For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is forever sure; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure.

I've enjoyed singing praises with you, Pappy,

Much love, Debbie Taylor