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Psalm 103 Part 1

O bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name Whose favors are divine.

O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die.

'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again.

He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save.

He fills the poor with good, He gives the suff'rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' oppressed.

His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son.