Religion

Praise the Lord, my thankful soul

by Charles Wesley 1707–1788

From Versions and Paraphrases of Select Psalms · Osborn ed., vol. 8 (1870)

Religion

Praise the Lord, my thankful soul,
Him let all within me praise!
He again hath made me whole.
He hath lengthen'd out my days.

Gracious, merciful, and kind.
Him my thankful soul proclaim.
Bear His benefits in mind,
Love, and bless His hallow'd name.

Thee how often doth He save
From the first and second death.
Snatch thee from the gaping grave,
Pluck thee from the lion's teeth?

He forgives thy every sin,
Only He thy pardon seals.
Justifies and makes thee clean,
All thy imperfections heals.

God on me His blessings showers.
All His blessings from above.
Bids me taste the heavenly powers.
Crowns me with His grace and love.

As an eagle swift and strong,
Lo! renew'd I live, I rise.
Active, vigorous, and young.
Earth I spurn, and cleave the skies.

MLA

Wesley, Charles. “Praise the Lord, my thankful soul.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/2161/.

Chicago

Wesley, Charles. “Praise the Lord, my thankful soul.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/2161/.

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