First Line: 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 thee His praise shall sing ?
Praise Him! praise Him!
Praise the everlasting King!

2 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 :
Praise Him! praise Him !
Glorious in His faithfulness !

3 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.

4 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 !