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 1 Praise ye the Lord. 
Praise the Lord, O my soul. 
 2 While I live will I praise the Lord: 
I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being. 
 3 Put not your trust in princes, 
Nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help. 
 4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; 
In that very day his thoughts perish. 
 5 Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, 
Whose hope is in the Lord his God: 
 6 Which made heaven, and earth, 
The sea, and all that therein is: 
Which keepeth truth for ever: 
 7 Which executeth judgment for the oppressed: 
Which giveth food to the hungry. 
The Lord looseth the prisoners: 
 8 The Lord openeth the eyes of the blind: 
The Lord raiseth them that are bowed down: 
The Lord loveth the righteous: 
 9 The Lord preserveth the strangers; 
He relieveth the fatherless and widow: 
But the way of the wicked he turneth upside down. 
 10 The Lord shall reign for ever, 
Even thy God, O Zion, unto all generations. 
Praise ye the Lord.