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My soul, repeat his praise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #30 (1835) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great, Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. High as the heav'ns are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west Doth all our guilt remove. The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. He knows we are but dust, Scattered with every breath; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field It withers in an hour. But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Topics: Goodness of God; God mercy and truth; Mercies and truth of God; Mercies common and special; Afflictions gentle; Angels praise the Lord; Compassion of God; God goodness and mercy; God his universal dominion; Mercies spiritual and temporal Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
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My Soul, Repeat His Praise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Church Hymnal, Mennonite #39 (1927) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: My soul, repeat His praise Topics: God His Love Scripture: Psalm 108:8-12 Languages: English Tune Title: LOUISVILLE

My Soul, Repeat His Praise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Church Hymnal, Mennonite #39 (2017) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: God His Love Scripture: Psalm 108:8-12 Languages: English Tune Title: LOUISVILLE
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My Soul, Repeat His Praise

Hymnal: Gospel Hosannas #100 (1898) Languages: English Tune Title: ST. THOMAS
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My Soul, repeat his Praise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P103d (1766) Lyrics: 1 My Soul, repeat his Praise, Whose Mercies are so great; Whose Anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 GOD will not always chide; And when his Strokes are felt, His Strokes are fewer than our Crimes, And lighter than our Guilt. 3 High as the Heav'ns are raised Above the Ground we tread, So far the Riches of his Grace Our highest Thoughts exceed. 4 His Pow'r subdues our Sins, And his forgiving Love, Far as the East is from the West, Doth all our Guilt remove. 5 The Pity of the Lord, To those that fear his Name, Is such as tender Parents feel; He knows our feeble Frame. 6 He knows we are but Dust, Scatter'd with every Breath: His Anger, like a rising Wind, Can send us swift to Death. 7 Our Days are as the Grass, Or like the Morning Flow'r; If one sharp Blast sweeps o'er the Field It withers in an Hour. 8 But thy Compassion, Lord, To endless Years endure; And Children's Children ever find Thy Words of Promise sure. Topics: Afflicted gentle; Angels praise the Lord; Compassion of God; God his universal dominion; God mercy and truth; Goodness of God; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
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My Soul, Repeat His Praise

Hymnal: Ocean Grove Songs #105 (1900) Languages: English Tune Title: ST. THOMAS
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My Soul, Repeat His Praise

Hymnal: Sermons in Song No. 3 #203 (1901) Languages: English Tune Title: ST. THOMAS

My Soul, Repeat His Praise

Author: Isaac Watts (1674-1748) Hymnal: The Christian Hymnary. Bks. 1-4 #235 (1972) Topics: Book One: Hymns, Songs, Chorales; Salvation Forgiveness Scripture: Ephesians 1:7 Languages: English Tune Title: LOTTIE
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My Soul, Repeat His Praise

Hymnal: The New Living Hymns (Living Hymns No. 2) #422 (1902) Languages: English Tune Title: ST. THOMAS
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My soul, repeat his praise

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.CIII.II (1816) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 7 My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great, Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 8 God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our crimes. 9 High as the heav'ns are rais'd Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 10 His pow'r subdues our sins, And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 11 The pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. 12 He knows we are but dust, Scatter'd with ev'ry braeth: His anger like a rising wind Can send us swift to death. 13 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flow'r! If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 14 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Topics: Abounding Compassion of God Scripture: Psalm 103:7-14 Languages: English

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