36t AMERICA - as written

HOME 1991 Denson Revision to the Cooper book version of this tune
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My soul repeat His praise,
Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.

High as the heav'ns are raised,
Above the gorund we tread,
So far the riches of His grace,
So far the riches of His grace,
Our highest tho'ts exceed.

His pow'r subdues our sins,
And His forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.