Blessing God for His Goodness to Soul and Body

Verse 1

Bless, O my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad, Let all the pow'rs within me join In work and worship so divine, In work and worship so divine.

Verse 2

Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; His favours claim thy highest praise: Why should the wonders He hath wrought Be lost in silence and forgot, Be lost in silence and forgot?

Verse 3

’Tis he, my soul, that sent His Son To die for crimes which thou hast done; He owns the ransom and forgives The hourly follies of our lives, The hourly follies of our lives.

Verse 4

The vices of the mind He heals, And cures the pains that nature feels; Redeems the soul from hell, and saves Our wasting life from threat’ning graves, Our wasting life from threat’ning graves.

Verse 5

Our youth decayed, His power repairs; His mercy crowns our growing years: He satisfies our mouth with good, And fills our hopes with heav’nly food, And fills our hopes with heav’nly food.

Verse 6

He sees th’oppressor and th’oppresst, And often gives the suff’rers rest; But will His justice more display In the last great rewarding day, In the last great rewarding day.

Verse 7

His pow'r he showed by Moses’ hands, And gave to Israel his commands; But sent His truth and mercy down To all the nations by his Son, To all the nations by his Son.

Verse 8

Let the whole earth His power confess, Let the whole earth adore His grace; The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine, In work and worship so divine.