O praise and bless the Lord, my soul,
His won­drous love pro­claim;
Join heart and voice and all my pow­ers
To bless His ho­ly name.

O praise and bless the Lord, my soul,
And ever thank­ful be;
Forget not all the be­ne­fits
He has be­stowed on thee.

He free­ly par­dons all thy sins,
And He is strong to save;
He heals thy sick­ness, soothes thy pain,
And ran­soms from the grave.

He crowns thee with His grace and love,
And, with His strength en­dued,
Thou mount­est up on ea­gle’s wings,
Thy jo­yous youth re­newed.

The Lord will judge in right­eous­ness
For all that are op­pressed;
To all His saints His gra­cious acts
And ways are ma­ni­fest.

The Lord is ev­er mer­ci­ful,
And un­to an­ger slow;
His lov­ing-kind­ness and His grace
In rich abun­dance flow.

He will not chide for­ev­er­more,
He turns His wrath away;
He has not strict­ly marked our sins,
Our ev­il to repay.

As Hea­ven is high above the earth,
So great His mer­cy proves;
As far from us as east and west
He all our sins re­moves.