Psalm 146

Praise the Lord, O my soul; while I live I will praise the Lord.

Indeed, as long as I have my being, I will sing praises unto my God.

Put not your trust in princes, nor in any child of man, for there is no help in them.

For when one breathes his last, he shall return again to the earth, and in that day all his thoughts perish.

Blessed is the one who has the God of Jacob for his help and whose hope is in the Lord his God,

Who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is therein; who keeps his promise for ever;

Who does right to those who suffer wrong; and who feeds the hungry.

The Lord sets prisoners free; the Lord gives sight to the blind.

The Lord helps those who have fallen; the Lord loves the righteous.

The Lord cares for the strangers in the land; he defends the fatherless and widow; but the way of the ungodly he makes crooked.

The Lord shall be King for evermore, even your God, O Zion, throughout all generations. Praise the Lord.