Psalms 146

The Happiness of Those Whose Help Is the Lord¹Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord, O my soul! ²While I live I will praise the Lord; I will sing praises to my God while I have my being. ³Do not put your trust in princes, Nor in a son of man, in whom there is no help. ⁴His spirit departs, he returns to his earth; In that very day his plans perish. ⁵Happy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help, Whose hope is in the Lord his God, ⁶Who made heaven and earth, The sea, and all that is in them; Who keeps truth forever, ⁷Who executes justice for the oppressed, Who gives food to the hungry. The Lord gives freedom to the prisoners. ⁸The Lord opens the eyes of the blind; The Lord raises those who are bowed down; The Lord loves the righteous. ⁹The Lord watches over the strangers; He relieves the fatherless and widow; But the way of the wicked He turns upside down. ¹⁰The Lord shall reign forever— Your God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise the Lord!