THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRD PSALM.
O bless the Lord! my soul, O bless
His holy, holy name:
Rejoice his mercies to confess,
His praises to proclaim;—
His holy, holy name:
Rejoice his mercies to confess,
His praises to proclaim;—
Who pardons all thy sins, whose breath
Does thy disease remove,
Redeems thy trembling soul from death,
And crowns thee with his love.
Does thy disease remove,
Redeems thy trembling soul from death,
And crowns thee with his love.
He makes thy cup o'erflow with good;
So that thy failing days
Are like the eagle's strength renewed:
O, let them show his praise!
So that thy failing days
Are like the eagle's strength renewed:
O, let them show his praise!
He measures not his bounteous grace
According to our sins:
Repentant tears our stains efface,
A sigh his pardon wins.
According to our sins:
Repentant tears our stains efface,
A sigh his pardon wins.
As far as is the fading west
From where the day begins,
So far, from those who have trangressed,
Has he removed their sins.
From where the day begins,
So far, from those who have trangressed,
Has he removed their sins.
