A hymn written by H.F. Lyte | |
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(1) Praise, my soul, the King of heaven,To His feet thy tribute bring; Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Evermore His praises sing; Praise Him! Praise Him! Praise the everlasting King! |
(2) Praise Him for His grace and favourTo our fathers in distress; Praise Him, still the same as ever, Slow to chide, and swift to bless; Praise Him! Praise Him! 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; Praise Him! Praise Him! Widely yet His mercy flows. |
(4) Angels in the height adore Him,They behold Him face to face; Saints triumphant bow before him! Gathered in from every race; Praise Him! Praise Him! Praise aloud the God of grace. |