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.