Bless, O My Soul! the Living God

Bless, O my soul! the liv-ing God. Call home thy thoughts that rove a-broad. Let all the powers with-in me join In work and wor-ship so di-vine, In work and wor-ship so di-vine. Bless, O my soul! the God of grace. His fa-vors claim thy high-est praise. Why should the won-ders He hath wrought Be lost in si-lence and for-got, Be lost in si-lence and for-got. 'Tis He, my soul! Who sent His Son To die for crimes which thou hast done. He owns the ran-som and for-gives The hour-ly fol-lies of our lives, The hour-ly fol-lies of our lives. Let the whole earth His power con-fess. Let the whole earth a-dore His grace. The Gen-tile with the Jew shall join In work and wor-ship so di-vine, In work and wor-ship so di-vine.