Praise the Lord, my heart, my soul,
Praise the Lord, He makes me whole.
Praise the Lord with all that I am,
Never forgetting He is the Lamb.
He’s forgiven my sins and healed my disease,
He blesses me with His love and mercy.
He blesses my life with things that are good
I stay young and strong, as an eagle should.

Praise the Lord, my heart, my soul,
Praise the Lord, for He makes me whole.
He judges in favor of the oppressed
And through His love they are all blessed.
He reveals his plans to those that will heed,
And lets them see his mighty deeds.
He doesn’t punish us like we deserve,
But spreads His love o’er all of the earth.

Praise the Lord, my heart, my soul,
Praise the Lord, He makes me whole.
As far as the west is from the east,
That’s how far my sin now is from me.
He remembers that we are made of dust,
And in Him we can always put our trust.
For all of those that honor the Lord
His goodness lasts forevermore.
Those who are true and obey His command
Will one day see the Promised Land.

Praise the Lord, the great and the small,
Praise the Lord, He is King over all.
I will praise the Lord, with my heart and my soul,
I will praise the Lord, for He makes me whole.

Featured Writer, E., J. Gray
E., J. Gray can be contacted at 
jgeckard@comcast.net

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