The Whole Booke of Psalmes ‎#57

57. Benedic anima

1 My soule give laud unto the Lord,
my spirit shall do the same:
And all the secrets of my heart,
praise ye his holy Name.
2 Give thanks to God for all his gifts
shew not thy selfe unkind:
And suffer not his benefits
to slip out of thy mind.

3 That gave thee pardon for thy faults,
and thee restor'd againe:
From all thy weak and fraile disease,
and heal'd thee of thy paine.
4 That did redeeme thy life from death
from which thou couldst not flee:
His mercy and compassion both
he did extend to thee.

5 That fil'd with goodnesse thy desire,
and did prolong thy youth:
Like as the Eagle casts her bill,
whereby her age renew'th.
6 The Lord with justice doth repay
all such as are opprest:
So that their sufferings and wrongs
Are turned to the best.

7 His waies and his commandements
to Moses he did show:
His counsels and his valiant acts
the Israelites did know.

8 The Lord is kind and mercifull,
when sinners do him grieve:
The slowest to conceive a wrath,
and readiest to forgive.

9 He chides us not continually,
though we be full of strife:
Nor keep our faults in memory,
for all our sinfull life.
10 Nor yet according to our sins
The Lord doth us regard:
Nor after our iniquities
he doth us not reward.

11 But as the space is wondrous great
'twixt earth and heaven above:
So is his goodnesse much more large
to them that do him love.
12 God doth remove our sins from us,
and our offences all:
As farre as is the Sun-rising
full distant from his fall.

The second Part:

13 And look what pitie parents deare
unto their children beare:
Like pitie beareth God to such
as worship him in feare.
14 The Lord that made us knows our shape,
our mold and fashion just:
How weake and fraile our nature is,
and that we are but dust.

15 And now the time of mortall men
is like the withering hay:
Or like the flower right faire in field,
that fades full soon away.
16 Whose glosse and beauty stormy winds
do utterly disgrace:
And make that after their assaults
such blossomes have no place.

17 But yet the goodnesse of the Lord
with his shall everstand:
Their childrens children shall receive
his righteousnesse at hand.
18 I meane which keep his covenant
with all their whole desire:
And not forget to do the thing
that he doth them require.

19 The heavens high are made the seat
and foot-stoole of the Lord:
And by his power imperiall
he governs all the world.
20 Ye Angels which are great in power,
praise ye and blesse the Lord:
Which to obey and do his will,
immediately accord.

21 Ye noble hosts and Ministers,
cease not to laud him still:
Which ready are to execute
his pleasure and his will.
22 Yea all his works in every place,
praise ye his holy Name:
My heart, my mind and eke my soule
praise ye also the same.

Text Information

• First Line: My soule give laud unto the Lord
• Title: Benedic anima
• Author: T. S.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1640
• Scripture:
  Psalm 103

Tune Information

• Name: [My soule give laud unto the Lord]
• Key: F Major