Praise my soul, the King of Heaven,
To His feet thy tribute bring;
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Who like thee His praise to sing
Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise the everlasting King.

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.

Father- like, He tends and spares us.
Well our feeble frame He knows;
In His arm, He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Widely as His mercy flows.

Frail as summer's flow'r 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.

Angels help us to adore Him;
Ye behold Him face to face;
Sun and moon bow down before Him;
Dwellers all in time and space;
Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise with us the God of grace. 

Text by : Henry F. Lyte; based on Psalm 103 Music by : Mark Andrews Copyright : G. Schirmer, Inc. Background Vocals : ProMusica Chamber Choir of Burlington, Ian Sadler- Artistic Director, Organ : Pat Caya