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.