Psalm 146

Praise the Lord

Praise the Lord, O my soul

I will praise the Lord all my life

I will sing praise to my God as long as I live

Do not put your trust in princes

In mortal men, who cannot save

When their spirit departs, they return to the ground

On that very day their plans come to nothing

Blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob

Whose hope is in the Lord his God

The Maker of heaven and earth

The sea, and everything in them

The Lord, who remains faithful forever

He upholds the cause of the oppressed

And gives food to the hungry

The Lord sets prisoners free

The Lord gives sight to the blind

The Lord lifts up those who are bowed down

The Lord loves the righteous

The Lord watches over the alien

And sustains the fatherless and the widow

But he frustrates the ways of the wicked

The Lord reigns forever

Your God, O Zion, for all generations

Praise the Lord