Sunday Service


Praise my soul the King of Heaven

Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;

to his feet thy tribute bring;

ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,

evermore his praises sing:

Praise him, praise him

Praise the everlasting King.


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:

Praise him, praise him

Glorious in his faithfulness.


Father-like, he tends and spares us;

well our feeble frame he knows;

in his hand he gently bears us,

rescues us from all our foes.

Praise him, praise him

Widely yet his mercy flows.


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.

Praise him, praise him

Praise with us the God of grace.


Love divine, all loves excelling

Love divine, all loves excelling,

joy of heaven, to earth come down,

fix in us thy humble dwelling,

all thy faithful mercies crown.


Jesus, thou art all compassion,

pure, unbounded love thou art;

visit us with thy salvation,

enter every trembling heart.


Come, almighty to deliver,

let us all thy life receive;

suddenly return, and never,

nevermore thy temples leave.


Thee we would be always blessing,

serve thee as thy hosts above,

pray, and praise thee without ceasing,

glory in thy perfect love.


Finish then thy new creation;

pure and spotless let us be;

let us see thy great salvation

perfectly restored in thee:


Changed from glory into glory,

till in heaven we take our place,

till we cast our crowns before thee,

lost in wonder, love, and praise.

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