Oh, bless the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim, And all that is within me join To bless His Holy Name.

Oh, bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind, Forget not all His benefits; The Lord to thee is kind.

He will not always chide; He will with patience wait; His wrath is ever slow to rise And ready to abate.

He pardons all thy sins, Prolongs thy feeble breath; He health thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death.

He clothes thee with His love, Upholds thee with His truth, And, like the eagle, He renews The vigour of thy youth.

Then bless His holy name, Whose grace hath made thee whole, Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days; Oh, bless the Lord, my soul!