Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #367a (1908) Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat His praise
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
3 His grace subdues our sins,
And His forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west
Doth all our guilt remove.
4 The pity of the Lord
To those who fear His name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
5 Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flower!
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.
6 But Thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure. Topics: Christian Life and Hope The Walk of Godliness: Praise; Christian Life and Hope The Walk of Godliness: Praise Languages: English Tune Title: ST. THOMAS
My soul, repeat His praise
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