Praise, my soul, the King of heaven.
To His feet thy tribute bring.
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore His praises sing.
Praise the everlasting King.
Praise Him for His grace and favor
To our fathers in distress.
Praise Him, still the same as ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless.
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.
Widely yet His mercy flows.
Angels in the height adore Him;
Ye behold Him face to face.
Saints triumphant, bow before Him,
Gathered in from ev’ry race.
Praise with us the God of grace.