| Bless the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim! And all that is within me join To bless his holy Name! | | O bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind! Forget not all his benefits! The Lord to thee is kind. | | He will not always chide; He will with patience wait; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. | | He pardons all thy sins; Prolongs thy feeble breath; He healeth thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. | | 292 He clothes thee with his love; Upholds thee with his truth; And like the eagle he renews The vigor of thy youth. | | Then bless his holy Name, Whose grace hath made thee whole, Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days! O bless the Lord, my soul! | | O God, the Father, Son, And Spirit ever blest, The One in Three, the Three in One, Be endless praise addressed. | |