146 Praise ye the Lord! Praise the Lord, O my soul!
2 While I live will I praise the Lord; I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being.
3 Put not your trust in princes, nor in a son of man in whom there is no help.
4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
5 Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God,
6 who made heaven and earth, the sea and all that therein is, who keepeth truth for ever;
7 who executeth judgment for the oppressed, who giveth food to the hungry; the Lord looseth the prisoners.
8 The Lord openeth the eyes of the blind; the Lord raiseth them that are bowed down; the Lord loveth the righteous.
9 The Lord preserveth the strangers, He relieveth the fatherless and the widow; but the way of the wicked He turneth upside down.
10 The Lord shall reign for ever, even Thy God, O Zion, unto all generations. Praise ye the Lord!