Bless the Lord, O my soul.
Psalm 103:1
Words: From the United Presbyterian Book of Psalms, 1871.
Music: Stuttgart Christian F. Witt, Psalmodia Sacra (Gotha, Germany: 1715). Adapted by Henry J. Gauntlett (1805–1876) (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good picture of Witt (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
O my soul, bless God the Father;
All within me bless His name;
Bless the Father, and forget not
All His mercies to proclaim.
Who forgives all your transgressions,
Your diseases all who heals;
Who redeems you from destruction,
Who with you so kindly deals.
Far as east from west is distant,
He has put away our sin;
Like the pity of a father
Has the Lord’s compassion been.
As it was without beginning,
So it lasts without an end;
To their children’s children ever
Shall His righteousness extend.
Unto such as keep His covenant
And are steadfast in His way;
Unto those who still remember
His commandments, and obey.
Bless the Father, all His creatures,
Ever under His control,
All throughout His vast dominion;
Bless the Father, O my soul.