1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;
To His feet thy 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 as ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless:
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
Widely yet His mercy flows.
4 Angels in the height adore Him!
Ye behold Him face to face;
Saints triumphant, bow before Him!
gathered in from every race;
Praise with us the God of grace.