O my soul, bless God the Father;
all within me bless his name:
bless the Father, and forget not
all his mercies to proclaim,
who forgiveth thy transgressions,
thy diseases all who heals;
who redeems thee from destruction,
who with thee so kindly deals.
Far as east from west is distant,
he hath put away our sin;
like the pity of a father
hath the Lord’s compassion been.
As it was without beginning,
so it lasts without an end;
to their children’s children ever
shall his righteousness extend.
- Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1861