< Psalms 146 >

1 My soul, praise the Lord. 2 I will praise the Lord, while I live; I will sing to my God, while I am. 3 Put not your trust in princes mortals, in whom is no help. 4 When their breath goes out, they go back to the dust: on that very day their purposes perish. 5 Happy those whose help is the God of Jacob: whose hope is set on the Lord their God, 6 the Creator of heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them. He remains eternally loyal. 7 For the wronged he executes justice; he gives bread to the hungry; the Lord releases the prisoners. 8 The Lord gives sight to the blind: the Lord raises those who are bowed. The Lord loves the righteous. 9 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. Hallelujah.

< Psalms 146 >