Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven

Words:  Henry F Lyte (1834)

Music:  John Goss (1868)

Vs 1

Praise, my soul, the King of heaven

To His feet thy tribute bring;

Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,

Who like me His praise should sing?

Alleluia, alleluia

Praise the everlasting King

Vs 2

Praise Him for His grace and favor

To our fathers in distress;

Praise Him, still the same forever,

Slow to chide, and swift to bless.

Alleluia, alleluia

Glorious in His faithfulness

Vs 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.

Alleluia, alleluia

Widely as His mercy goes.

Vs 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!

Alleluia, alleluia

Praise the High Eternal one!

Vs 5

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

Alleluia, alleluia

Praise with us the God of grace