James Roberts (21 October 1981 / Saginaw, Michigan)
O come, bless the Lord,
All you servants of the Lord
You who sand in the house of the Lord
Throughout the nights.
Lift up your hands toward the sanctuary,
And bless the Lord.
May the Lord bless you from Zion,
The Maker of heaven and earth.
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