Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven

Praise, my soul, the King of heaven,
to the throne thy tribute bring;
ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
evermore God's praises sing.
Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Praise the everlasting King.

Praise the Lord for grace and favor
to all people in distress;
praise God, still the same as ever,
slow to chide, and swift to bless. 
Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Glorious now God's faithfulness.

Fatherlike, God tends and spares us;
well our feeble frame God knows;
motherlike, God gently bears us,
rescues us from all our foes. 
Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Widely yet God's mercy flows. 

Angels in the heights, adoring,
you behold God face to face;
saints triumphant, now adoring,
gathered in from every race. 
Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Praise with us the God of grace.

Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847)
Posted: 08 Dec 2013