1 Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven,
to his feet your tribute bring;
ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
evermore His praises sing.
Praise the everlasting King!
2 Praise him for his grace and favor
to our fathers in distress.
Praise him, still the same forever,
slow to chide and swift to bless.
Glorious in his faithfulness!
3 Fatherlike, he tends and spares us;
all our hopes and fears he knows.
In his hands he gently bears us,
rescues us from all our foes.
Widely as his mercy flows.
4 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.
Praise with us the God of grace.
|First Line:||Praise, my soul, the King of heaven|
|Title:||Praise, My Soul, The King of Heaven|
|Paraphraser:||Henry F. Lyte (1834; alt.)|
|Topic:||Cosmos; Processional Hymns|