From all that dwell below the skies,
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From all that dwell below the skies, let the Creator's praise arise! Let the Redeemer's Name be sung through every land, by every tongue! Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, and truth eternal is thy word: Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore till suns shall rise and set no more. |
Sit, quot sub axe vivitis, audita laus Artificis; vulgetque Redemptorium ubique lingua titulum. Te, semper clemens Domine, te, semper o veridice, te litus litori canet, dum surget sol et occidet. |