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1 Bless, O my soul! the living God;
Call home my thoughts that rove abroad;
Let all the powers within me join
In work and worship so divine.
2 Bless, O my soul! the God of Grace:
His favors claim thy highest praise;
Why should the wonders He hath wrought
Be lost in silence, and forgot?
3 'Tis He, my soul, that sent His Son
To die for crimes which thou hast done;
He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
4 Let every land His power confess;
Let all the earth adore His grace:
My heart and tongue with rapture join,
In work and worship so divine.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Bless, O my soul! the living God |
| Meter: | L. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1870 |
| Topic: | Public Worship: Praise and Adoration; God: Redeemer; God: Praise to (5 more...) |
| Notes: | Author from index: Watts |
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