Psalm 146.
Praise ye the Lord.
Praise the Lord, O my soul.
While I live will I praise the Lord.
I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being.
Put not your trust in princes, nor in the Son of Man, in whom there is no
help.
His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth.
In that very day his thoughts perish.
Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his
God, which made heaven and earth, the sea and all that therein is,
which keepeth truth forever, which executeth judgment for the oppressed,
which giveth food to the hungry.
The Lord looseth the prisoners.
The Lord openeth the eyes of the blind.
The Lord raiseth them that are bowed down.
The Lord loveth the righteous.
The Lord preserveth the strangers.
He relieveth the fatherless and widow.
But the way of the wicked he turneth upside down.
The Lord shall reign forever, even thy God, O Zion, unto all generations.
Praise ye the Lord.