Psalms 146
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PSALM 146
The Lord an Abundant Helper.
1Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O 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 princes,
In mortal man, in whom there is no salvation.
4His spirit departs, he returns to the earth;
In that very day his thoughts perish.
5How blessed 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 all that is in them;
Who keeps faith forever;
7Who executes justice for the oppressed;
Who gives food to the hungry.
The Lord sets the prisoners free.
8The Lord opens the eyes of the blind;
The Lord raises up those who are bowed down;
The Lord loves the righteous;
9The Lord protects the strangers;
He supports the fatherless and the widow,
But He thwarts the way of the wicked.
10The Lord will reign forever,
Your God, O Zion, to all generations.
Praise the Lord!
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Psalms 146: NASB1995
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