The Book of Psalms

Praise ye the Lord. Praise thou the Lord, O my soule.

I will prayse the Lord during my life: as long as I haue any being, I wil sing vnto my God.

Put not your trust in princes, nor in the sonne of man, for there is none helpe in him.

His breath departeth, and he returneth to his earth: then his thoughtes perish.

Blessed is he, that hath the God of Iaakob for his helpe, whose hope is in the Lord his God.

Which made heauen and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth his fidelitie for euer:

Which executeth iustice for the oppressed: which giueth bread to the hungry: the Lord loseth the prisoners.

The Lord giueth sight to the blinde: the Lord rayseth vp the crooked: the Lord loueth the righteous.

The Lord keepeth the strangers: he relieueth the fatherlesse and widowe: but he ouerthroweth the way of the wicked.

The Lord shall reigne for euer: O Zion, thy God endureth from generation to generation. Prayse ye the Lord.

Praise the LORD! Praise the LORD, my soul.

While I live, I will praise the LORD. I will sing praises to my God as long as I exist.

Don’t put your trust in princes, in a son of man in whom there is no help.

His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish.

Happy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the LORD, his God,

who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them; who keeps truth forever;

who executes justice for the oppressed; who gives food to the hungry. The LORD frees the prisoners.

The LORD opens the eyes of the blind. The LORD raises up those who are bowed down. The LORD loves the righteous.

The LORD preserves the foreigners. He upholds the fatherless and widow, but he turns the way of the wicked upside down.

The LORD will reign forever; your God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise the LORD!