Psalms 146
Praise the Lord, my soul.
Fifth Book of the Psalms1
Praise Yah!Praise The LORD, my soul.
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While I live, I will praise The LORD.I will sing praises to my God as long as I exist.
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Don't put your trust in princes,each a son of man in whom there is no help.
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His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth.In that very day, his thoughts perish.
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Happy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help,whose hope is in The LORD, his God:
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who executes justice for the oppressed;who gives food to the hungry.The LORD frees the prisoners.
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The LORD opens the eyes of the blind.The LORD raises up those who are bowed down.The LORD loves the righteous.
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The LORD preserves the foreigners.He upholds the fatherless and widow,but the way of the wicked he turns upside down.
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The LORD will reign forever;your God, O Zion, to all generations.Praise Yah!
Ps 146:1-10. An exhortation to praise God, who, by the gracious and faithful exercise of His power in goodness to the needy, is alone worthy of implicit trust.