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.
Text
Author: Isaac Watts (Psalm 103:8-10)
Meter: SM
Hesperian Harp: Page 210
Music
Yamaha PSS480 Instrumentation: Piccolo, Ocarina, Recorder, Bassoon, Cello, Tubular Bells
Time: 1:18
