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Psalms 145.

The Book of Psalms

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Chapter 146


Praise ye the LORD. Praise the LORD, O my soul.


While I live will I praise the LORD: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being.


Put not your trust in princes, nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help.


His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.


Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the LORD his God:


Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth truth for ever:


Which executeth judgment for the oppressed: which giveth food to the hungry. The LORD looseth the prisoners:


The LORD openeth the eyes of the blind: the LORD raiseth them that are bowed down: the LORD loveth the righteous:


The LORD preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down.


The LORD shall reign for ever, even thy God, O Zion, unto all generations. Praise ye the LORD.

Psalms 147







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