2: Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven


Praise, my soul, the King of heaven,
To His feet thy tribute bring;
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore His praises sing.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
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.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Glorious in his faithfulness!

Frail as summer's flower 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.

Angels in the height, adore Him;
Ye behold Him face to face;
Saints triumphant, bow before Him;
Gathered in from ev'ry race.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Praise with us the God of grace.

Text information
First Line:Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven, To His feet thy tribute bring;
Title:Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven
Author:Henry F. Lyte
Meter:8.7.8.7.8.7
Scripture:Psalm 103:2
Topic:Adoration; Praise; Worship
Language:English
Tune information
Tune name:LAUDA ANIMA (Andrews)
Composer:Mark Andrews
Meter:8.7.8.7.8.7
Key:D Major
Copyright:Copyright 1933 (renewed) G. Shirmer, Inc. (ASCAP).

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