Praise, my soul, the king of heaven


 * Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven;
 * To His feet thy tribute bring.
 * Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
 * Who like me His praise should sing:
 * Alleluia! Alleluia!
 * Praise the everlasting King.


 * Praise Him for His grace and favour
 * To our fathers in distress.
 * Praise Him still the same as ever,
 * Slow to chide, and swift to bless.
 * Alleluia! Alleluia!
 * Glorious in His faithfulness.


 * Fatherlike He tends and spares us;
 * Well our feeble frame He knows.
 * In His hands He gently bears us,
 * Rescues us from all our foes.
 * Alleluia! Alleluia!
 * Widely yet His mercy flows.


 * Frail as summer's flower we flourish,
 * Blows the wind and it is gone;
 * But while mortals rise and perish
 * Our God lives unchanging on,
 * Praise Him, Praise Him, Hallelujah
 * Praise the High Eternal One!


 * Angels, help us to adore Him;
 * Ye behold Him face to face;
 * Sun and moon, bow down before Him,
 * Dwellers all in time and space.
 * Alleluia! Alleluia!
 * Praise with us the God of grace.

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