1 Blesse God O my soule: and all that is within me prayse his holy name.

2 Blesse God O my soule: and forget not all his benefites.

3 Who forgeueth all thy wickednesse: and healeth all thine infirmities.

4 Who redeemeth thy lyfe from destruction: and crowneth thee with mercie and louyng kyndnesse.

5 Who satisfieth thy mouth with good thynges: causyng thy youth lyke an Egles to be renued.

6 God executeth iustice and iudgement: for all them that are oppressed with wrong.

7 He made his wayes knowen vnto Moyses: his workes vnto the children of Israel.

8 God is full of compassion and pitie: loth to be angry, and exceedyng great in mercie.

9 He vseth not to continue in chydyng: neither reserueth he his anger for euer.

10 He dealeth not with vs accordyng to our sinnes: nor rewardeth vs according to our wickednesse.

11 For accordyng to the hyghnesse of heauen aboue the earth: his mercie preuayleth to them that feare hym.

12 Loke howe farre distaunt the east is from the west: so farre a sunder setteth he our sinnes from vs.

13 Yea lyke as a father pitieth his owne children: euen so is God mercifull vnto them that feare hym.

Psalms 103:1-13, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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