103 (2) | Psalm 103 Version 2 | SM | |
O BLESS the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless His name, Whose favours are divine. |
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2 | O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let His mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. |
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3 | ’Tis He forgives thy sins; ’Tis He relieves thy pain; ’Tis He that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. |
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4 | He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Has sovereign power to save. |
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5 | He fills the poor with good, He gives the sufferers rest; The Lord has judgements for the proud, And justice for the oppressed. |
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6 | His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known; But sent the world His truth and grace By His belovèd Son. |
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Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |