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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 favor to our fathers in distress. Praise Him still the same as 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 hand 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.
Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;
Bring your gift to His feet. Bought back, healed, made whole, forgiven, Who else should sing His praise like me? Praise Him! Praise Him! Praise the forever King.
Praise Him for His kindness and favor to our ancestors in their troubles. Praise Him, still the same as always, slow to scold, and quick to bless. Praise Him! Praise Him! Magnificent in His loyalty.
Like a father, He cares for and spares us; He knows our weak bodies well. In His hand He gently carries us, saving us from all our enemies. Praise Him! Praise Him! As widely as His kindness flows.
Angels, help us to worship Him; you see Him face to face. Sun and moon, bow down before Him, all who live in time and space. Praise Him! Praise Him! Praise with us the God of kindness.