Bless the Lord, my soul; my whole heart
Ever bless His holy name.
Bless the Lord, my soul; forget not
All His mercies to proclaim.
Who forgives all thy transgressions,
Thy diseases all Who heals;
Who redeems thee from destruction,
Who with thee so kindly deals.

Who with love and mercy crowns thee;
Satisfies thy mouth with good,
So that even like the eagle
Thou art blessed with youth renewed.
In His righteousness Jehovah
Will deliver those distressed;
He will execute just judgment
In the cause of all oppressed.

He made known His ways to Moses,
And His acts to Israel's race;
Tender, loving is Jehovah, 
Slow to anger, rich in grace.
He will not forever chide us
Nor will keep His anger still,
Has not dealt as we offended
Nor requited us our ill.

For as high as is the heaven,
Far above the earth below,
Ever great to them that fear Him
Is the mercy he will show.
Far as east from west is distant
He has put away our sin;
Like the pity of a father
Has Jehovah's pity been.