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.
Bless, O my soul, the God of grace;
His favors claim the highest praise:
Why should the wonders he has wrought
Be lost in silence and forgot!
Let the whole earth his power confess,
Let the whole earth adore his grace;
The Gentile with the Jew shall join