PRAISE, my soul, the King of heaven;

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    CGS No.: 
    27

    Verse 1
    PRAISE, my soul, the King of heaven;
    To His feet thy tribute bring;
    Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
    Who like thee His praise should sing?
    Praise Him, praise Him,
    Praise the everlasting King.

    Verse 2
    Praise Him for His grace and favour
    To our fathers in distress;
    Praise Him, still the same forever,
    Slow to chide and swift to bless:
    Praise Him, praise Him,
    Glorious in His faithfulness.

    Verse 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.

    Verse 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:
    Praise Him, praise Him,
    Praise the high eternal One.

    Verse 5
    Angels in the height, 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.