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?Praise him! praise him!Praise the everlasting King!

Praise him for his grace and favorTo our fathers in distress;Praise him, still the same for ever:Slow to chide, and swift to bless;Praise him! praise him!Glorious in his faithfulness!

Father-like he tends and spares us;Well our feeble frame he knows;In his hands he gently bears us—Rescues us from all our foes;Praise him! praise him!Widely as his mercy flows!

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,Praise him! praise him!Praise with us the God of grace!