Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;
to His feet your tribute bring.
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
evermore His praises sing.
Praise the everlasting King!
Praise Him for His grace and favor
to His people in distress.
Praise Him, still the same as ever,
slow to chide, and swift to bless.
Glorious in His faithfulness!
Fatherlike He tends and spares us;
well our feeble frame He knows.
In His hand He gently bears us,
rescues us from all our foes.
Widely yet his mercy flows!
Angels, help us to adore Him;
you behold Him face to face.
Sun and moon, bow down before Him,
dwellers all in time and space.
Praise with us the God of grace!
Henry Lyte, 1834
Read Isaiah 51:11-16
(Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven. There is more than enough to praise God for in those few words. Take a few moments to consider how you have been ransomed, healed, restored and forgiven. Perhaps even journal the details. Then offer your own praise. Give thanks to the Lord of hosts. The next time someone asks for a testimony, yours is all ready.)