Psalms ‎#103a

103a. Blessing God for his Goodness to Soul and Body

1 Bless, O my soul, the living God,
Call home thy 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 favours 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 The vices of the mind he heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels;
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves
Our wasting life from threat'ning graves.

5 Our youth decay'd, his power repairs;
His mercy crowns our growing years:
He fills our store with ev'ry good,
And feeds our souls with heav'nly food.

6 He sees th' oppressor and the opprest,
And often gives the suff'rers rest;
But will his justice more display
In the last great rewarding day.

7 [His power he shew'd by Moses' hands,
And gave to Isra'l his commands;
But sent his truth and mercy down
To all the nations by his Son.]

8 Let the whole earth his power confess,
Let the whole earth adore his grace;
The Gentile with the Jew shall join
In work and worship so divine.

Text Information

• First Line: Bless, O my soul, the living God
• Title: Blessing God for his Goodness to Soul and Body
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Psalm 103:1-7
• Notes: First Part

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