
Hymnal: Living Hymns #422 (1890) First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
3 His power subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
4 The pity of the Lord,
To those who fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
Languages: English Tune Title: ST. THOMAS
My Soul, Repeat His Praise