Praise, my soul, the Lord in glo­ry
For His bound­less grace!
For His Word, the sac­red sto­ry,
That His love con­veys!
I its truth em­brace.

Christ has all my sins for­giv­en,
Peace and light be­stowed.
He thro’ sin and death was driven,
And made way to God.
He made way to God.

None can just­ly now me cen­sure,
Christ me chose for bride.
To His lov­ing heart I ven­ture,
Hiding at His side;
At His lov­ing side.

Now, my heart, be full of glad­ness,
Sing with joy­ful sound!
Let your cheer sub­due all sad­ness;
May your joy abound;
Let your joy re­sound!

When our Bride­groom comes from glo­ry
We no joy will miss!
All the saved He’ll give, as dow­ry,
His eter­nal bliss;
Yes, eter­nal bliss!