Praise, my soul, the king of Heaven,
To his feet your tribute bring,
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore his praises sing,
His praises sing.
Gloria, Gloria,
Praise the everlasting king,
Lord, it’s for your fame we sing,
Gloria.
Praise him for his grace and favour
To our fathers in distress,
Praise him still the same as ever,
Slow to anger, swift to bless.
Gloria, Gloria,
Praise the everlasting king,
Lord, it’s for your fame we sing,
Gloria.
Angels adore him,
They’re face to face,
And one day I’ll join them,
Sing with the saints from every race.
Gloria, Gloria,
Praise the everlasting king,
Gloria, Gloria,
Praise the everlasting king,
Lord, it’s for your fame we sing,
Gloria, Gloria,
Gloria, Gloria,
It’s for your fame we sing.
