Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven

1.

Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;

To his feet thy tribute bring;

Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,

Evermore his praises sing:

Alleuia! Alleuia!

Praise the everlasting King.

2.

Praise him for his grace and favor

To his people in distress;

Praise him still the same as ever,

Slow to chide, and swift to bless:

Alleluia! Alleluia!

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.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

Widely yet his mercy flows.

4.

Frail as summer's flow'r we flourish,

Blows the wind and it is gone;

But while mortals rise and perish,

God endures unchanging on:

Alleluia! Alleluia!

Praise the high eternal one!

5.

Angels, help us to adore him;

You behold him face to face;

Sun and moon, bow down before him,

All who dwell in time and space:

Alleluia! Alleluia!

Praise with us the God of grace.