Original Text
Nun lob, mein Seel, den Herren,
was in mir ist der Name sein.
Sein Wohltat tut er mehren;
vergiß es nicht, o Hertze mein.
Har dir dein Sünd vergeben
und heilt dein Schwachheit groß.
Erett’ dein armes Leben,
nimmt dich in seinen Schoß,
mit reichem Trost beschüttet,
verjüngt dem Adler gleich;
der Kön’g schafft Recht,
behüttet, die leiden in seim Reich. |
English Translation
Now praise the Lord, o my soul;
all that is in me praise his name.
His benefits he does for many;
forget them not, oh my heart.
He has forgiven you your sin
and has healed your great weakness.
He preserves your poor life,
and takes you into his arms,
He showers you richly with comforts,
And rejuvenates you like an eagle.
The king establishes Justice.
He shelters those who suffer in his kingdom. |
