Hymn 659
O bless the Lord, my soul!
- Oh, bless the Lord, my soul!
His grace to thee proclaim.
And all that is within me join
To bless His Holy Name.
- Oh, 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.
- He clothes thee with His love.
Upholds thee with His truth,
And, like the eagle, He renews
The vigour of thy youth.
- Then bless His holy name.
Whose grace hath made thee whole.
Whose loving - kindness crowns thy days;
Oh, bless the Lord, my soul!