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
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:
Alleluia! Alleluia!
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:
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Praise with us the God of grace. ed