Bless the LORD, O My Soul

1A Psalme of Dauid. My soule, prayse thou the Lorde, and all that is within me, prayse his holy Name.

2My soule, prayse thou the Lord, and forget not all his benefites.

3Which forgiueth all thine iniquitie, and healeth all thine infirmities.

4Which redeemeth thy life from the graue, and crowneth thee with mercy and compassions.

5Which satisfieth thy mouth with good things: and thy youth is renued like the eagles.

6The Lord executeth righteousnes & iudgement to all that are oppressed.

7He made his wayes knowen vnto Moses, and his workes vnto the children of Israel.

8The Lord is full of compassion and mercie, slowe to anger and of great kindnesse.

9He will not alway chide, neither keepe his anger for euer.

10He hath not dealt with vs after our sinnes, nor rewarded vs according to our iniquities.

11For as high as the heauen is aboue ye earth, so great is his mercie toward them that feare him.

12As farre as the East is from the West: so farre hath he remooued our sinnes from vs.

13As a father hath compassion on his children, so hath the Lord compassion on them that feare him.

14For he knoweth whereof we be made: he remembreth that we are but dust.

15The dayes of man are as grasse: as a flowre of the fielde, so florisheth he.

16For the winde goeth ouer it, and it is gone, and the place thereof shall knowe it no more.

17But the louing kindnesse of the Lord endureth for euer and euer vpon them that feare him, and his righteousnes vpon childrens children,

18Vnto them that keepe his couenant, and thinke vpon his commandements to doe them.

19The Lord hath prepared his throne in heauen, and his Kingdome ruleth ouer all.

20Prayse the Lord, ye his Angels, that excell in strength, that doe his commandement in obeying the voyce of his worde.

21Prayse the Lord, all ye his hostes, ye his seruants that doe his pleasure.

22Prayse the Lord, all ye his workes, in all places of his dominion: my soule, prayse thou the Lorde.