Praise My Soul the
King of Heaven Song Lyrics
Henry F. Lyte, Henry
Smart
Praise My Soul, the King of
Heaven
Praise, my soul, the King of
Heaven;
To His feet Thy tribute
bring!
Ransomed, healed, restored,
forgiven,
Who like me His praise should
sing?
Praise Him! praise Him!
Praise the everlasting
King!
Praise Him for His grace and
favour,
To our fathers in distress!
Praise Him still the same for
ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to
bless!
Praise Him! praise Him!
Glorious in His
faithfulness!
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!
Frail as summer's flower 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!
Angels, help us to 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!
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