Praise
Yahweh, my soul.
While
I live, I will praise Yahweh.
I
will sing praises to my God as long as I exist.
Don’t
put your trust in princes,
in
a son of man in whom there is no help.
His
spirit departs, and he returns to the earth.
In
that very day, his thoughts perish.
Happy
is he who has the God of Jacob for his help,
whose
hope is in Yahweh, his God:
who
made heaven and earth,
the
sea, and all that is in them;
who
keeps truth forever;
who
executes justice for the oppressed;
who
gives food to the hungry.
Yahweh
frees the prisoners.
Yahweh
opens the eyes of the blind.
Yahweh
raises up those who are bowed down.
Yahweh
loves the righteous.
Yahweh
preserves the foreigners.
He
upholds the fatherless and widow,
but
he turns the way of the wicked upside down.
Yahweh
will reign forever;
your
God, O Zion, to all generations.
Praise
Yah!
Psalm 146