Praise for Spiritual and Temporal Mercies. Ps.103. 1-4

I. Watts         S.M.

O bless the Lord, my soul!
Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless his name,
Whose favours are divine.

O bless the Lord, my soul!
Nor let his mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.

’Tis he forgives thy sins;
’Tis he relieves thy pain;
’Tis he that heals thy sicknesses,
And makes thee young again.

He crowns thy life with love,
When ransomed from the grave;
He that redeemed my soul from hell
Has sovereign power to save.

He fills the poor with good;
He gives the sufferers rest;
The Lord has judgments for the proud,
And justice for the oppressed.

His wondrous works and ways
He made by Moses known;
But sent the world his truth and grace,
By his beloved Son.

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