Praise, my soul the King of heaven

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1	Praise, my soul the King of heaven;
	To His feet thy tribute bring;
	Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
	Who like thee, His praise should sing?
	Hallelujah, Hallelujah!
	Praise the everlasting King

2	Praise Him for His grace and favour
	To our fathers in distress;
	Praise Him, still the same for ever;
	Slow to chide, and swift to bless:
	Hallelujah, Hallelujah!
	Glorious in His faithfulness

3	Father-like, He tends and spares us;
	Well our feeble frame He  knows;
	In His hands He gently bears us,
	Rescues us from all our foes
	Hallelujah, Hallelujah!
	Widely yet His mercy flows

4	Angels, in the height adore Him:
	Ye behold Him face to face;
	Saints triumphant, bow before Him,
	Gathered in from every race:
	Hallelujah, Hallelujah!
	Praise with us the God of grace

					H.F. Lyte