Psalms 146

Psalm 146

My soul, praise the  Lord.
I will praise the  Lord, while I live;
I will sing to my God, while I am.

Put not your trust in princes
mortals, in whom is no help.
When their breath goes out,
they go back to the dust:
on that very day
their purposes perish.
Happy those whose help
is the God of Jacob:
whose hope is set
on the  Lord their God,
the Creator of heaven and earth,
the sea, and all that is in them.

He remains eternally loyal.
For the wronged he executes justice;
he gives bread to the hungry;
the  Lord releases the prisoners.
The  Lord gives sight to the blind:
the  Lord raises those who are bowed.
The  Lord loves the righteous.
The  Lord preserves the stranger,
upholds the widow and orphan,
but the wicked he leads to disaster.

10 The  Lord shall reign forever,
your God, O Zion, to all generations.
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