IW
Verse 1
O bless the Lord, my soul;
Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless His Name,
Whose favors are Divine.
Verse 2
O bless the Lord, my soul,
Nor let His mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.
Verse 3
’Tis He forgives thy sins,
’Tis He relieves thy pain,
’Tis He that heals thy sicknesses,
And makes thee young again.
Verse 4
He crowns thy life with love,
When ransomed from the grave;
He that redeemed my soul from hell,
Hath sovereign power to save.
Verse 5
He fills the poor with good;
He gives the sufferers rest:
The Lord hath judgments for the proud,
And justice for the oppressed.
Verse 6
His wondrous works and ways
He made by Moses known;
But sent the world His truth and grace
By His belovèd Son.
Isaac Watts, “O Bless the Lord, My Soul”