Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul.
I will praise the Lord while I live.
And sing to God while I have my way.
O do not put your trust in princes, for in mortal man there's no salvation.
Returning to the earth when his spirit leaves, in that day his thoughts all will
perish.
But a happy the one whose health is Jacob's God, and whose hope is in the Lord
his God.
He will be the heavens and the earth, the sea and all that is in them.
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul.
I will praise the Lord while I live.
And sing to God while I have my way.
He who keeps truth forever, who brings justice for the oppressed.
He who gives food to the hungry, and the Lord who sets free the captives.
The Lord opens the eyes of the blind.
The Lord raises the ones bowed low.
The Lord loves the just and guards the stranger.
He supports the orphan and the widow.
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul.
I will praise the Lord while I live.
And sing to God while I have my way.
Yes, the Lord loves the way of the righteous, but thwarts the way of the
wicked.
Oh, the Lord will reign forevermore, and silence God for all ages.
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul.
I will praise the Lord while I live.
And sing to God while I have my way.
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul.
I will praise the Lord while I live.
And sing to God while I have my way.