Words: From the United Presbyterian Book of Psalms, 1871. Music: Stuttgart, , Psalmodia Sacra (Gotha, Germany: 1715); adapted by (1805-1876). |
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 cov’nant
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.