Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven
«D Major»
1. Praise, my soul, the King of heaven,
To his feet your tribute bring;
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Who like me his praise should sing?
Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise the everlasting King.
2. Praise him for his grace and favor
To our fathers in distress;
Praise him, still the same forever,
Slow to chide and swift to bless.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Glorious in his faithfulness.
3. Fatherlike, he tends and spares us;
Well our feeble frame he knows.
In his hands he gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Widely as his mercy flows.
4. Frail as summer's flower we flourish,
Blows the wind and it is gone;
But while mortals rise and perish,
God endures unchanging on.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise the High Eternal One!
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With Chords
«D Major»
1. ‹D›Praise, my ‹A7›soul, the ‹D›King of ‹G›heav‹D›en,
‹G›To his feet your ‹Bm›tribute ‹A›bring;
‹F#›Ransomed, ‹D›healed, rest‹Bm›ored, for‹E7›given,
‹A›Who like ‹D›me his ‹E7›praise should ‹A›sing?
‹D›Alle‹G›lu‹A›ia! ‹Bm›Alle‹G›lu‹A›ia! ‹Bm›Praise the ‹G›ever‹D›last‹A›ing ‹D›King.
2. ‹D›Praise him ‹A7›for his ‹D›grace and ‹G›fav‹D›or
‹G›To our fathers ‹Bm›in dist‹A›ress;
‹F#›Praise him, ‹D›still the ‹Bm›same for‹E7›ever,
‹A›Slow to ‹D›chide and ‹E7›swift to ‹A›bless.
‹D›Alle‹G›lu‹A›ia! ‹Bm›Alle‹G›lu‹A›ia! ‹Bm›Glorious ‹G›in his ‹D›faith‹A›fuln‹D›ess.
3. ‹D›Father‹A7›like, he ‹D›tends and ‹G›spares ‹D›us;
‹G›Well our feeble ‹Bm›frame he ‹A›knows.
‹F#›In his ‹D›hands he ‹Bm›gently ‹E7›bears us,
‹A›Rescues ‹D›us from ‹E7›all our ‹A›foes.
‹D›Alle‹G›lu‹A›ia! ‹Bm›Alle‹G›lu‹A›ia! ‹Bm›Widely ‹G›as his ‹D›mer‹A›cy ‹D›flows.
4. ‹D›Frail as ‹A7›summer's ‹D›flower we ‹G›flour‹D›ish,
‹G›Blows the wind and ‹Bm›it is ‹A›gone;
‹F#›But while ‹D›mortals ‹Bm›rise and ‹E7›perish,
‹A›God en‹D›dures un‹E7›changing ‹A›on.
‹D›Alle‹G›lu‹A›ia! ‹Bm›Alle‹G›lu‹A›ia! ‹Bm›Praise the ‹G›High E‹D›ter‹A›nal ‹D›One!
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