Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven; br To His feet Thy tribute bring! br Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, br Who like me His praise should sing? br Praise Him! praise Him! br Praise the everlasting King! br br Praise Him for His grace and favour, br To our fathers in distress! br Praise Him still the same for ever, br Slow to chide, and swift to bless! br Praise Him! praise Him! br Glorious in His faithfulness! br br Father-like, He tends and spares us; br Well our feeble frame He knows. br In His hands He gently bears us, br Rescues us from all our foes, br Praise Him! praise Him! br Widely as His mercy flows! br br Frail as summer's flower we flourish: br Blows the wind, and it is gone. br But while mortals rise and perish, br God endures unchanging on.