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Psalms 146

Psalm 146

The L ord , an Abundant Helper.

¹Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord, my soul!

²I will praise the Lord while I live; I will sing praises to my God while I have my being.

³Do not trust in noblemen, In mortal man, in whom there is no salvation.

⁴His spirit departs, he returns to the earth; On that very day his plans perish.

⁵Blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob, Whose hope is in the Lord his God,

⁶Who made heaven and earth, The sea and everything that is in them; Who keeps faith forever;

⁷Who executes justice for the oppressed; Who gives food to the hungry. The Lord frees the prisoners.

⁸¶The Lord opens the eyes of those who are blind; The Lord raises up those who are bowed down; The Lord loves the righteous.

⁹The Lord watches over strangers; He supports the fatherless and the widow, But He thwarts the way of the wicked.

¹⁰The Lord will reign forever, Your God, Zion, to all generations. Praise the Lord!

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