Psalm 103

Hyfrydol

O my soul to God give praises;
His pure name my heart will praise.
To the Lord, my soul, sing praises,
Don't forget his bounteous ways -
He forgives you all transgression
And he heals of all disease.
From the pit he grants redemption,
Crowns your head with love and grace.

All your longings satisfying

With the good that you desire,
He your youth revivifying
Like an eagle from the fire.
Righteous acts the Lord devises,
Justice for the ones oppressed,
He his ways made known to Moses
And to all the Israelites.

Full of grace and great compassions,

Slow to anger, rich his care,
God will end his accusations
And his wrath won’t last fore'er.
None of us is ever treated
As for sin we ought to be,
Or rewarded by the standard
Of our great iniquity.

High as heav’n above the earth is

So God's love for those who fear.
Just as far as east from west is
Our transgressions now appear.
As a father has compassion
So God's love’s on those who fear;
He remembers our formation,
He recalls that dust we are.

As for man his days are like grass,

Blooming like a meadow flow’r.
When the wind blows, then they soon pass,
By their place recalled no more.
But for endless years unbroken
God’s love stays with those who fear,
Righteousness with children’s children -
All who hold his cov’nant dear.

The Lord's throne he's set in heaven,

Over all his rule holds sway.
Praise God angels, who as bidden,
Mighty ones, his word obey.
Praise God, all his heavenly legions,
You who serve in all your ways.
Praise God all, where’er he reigns,
Praise God, O my soul, give praise.