| | 1 | Praise Yah! Praise Yahweh, my soul.
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| | 2 | While I live, I will praise Yahweh. I will sing praises to my God as long as I exist.
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| | 3 | Don't put your trust in princes, Each a son of man in whom there is no help.
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| | 4 | His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish.
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| | 5 | Happy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help, Whose hope is in Yahweh, his God:
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| | 6 | Who made heaven and earth, The sea, and all that is in them; Who keeps truth forever;
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| | 7 | Who executes justice for the oppressed; Who gives food to the hungry. Yahweh frees the prisoners.
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| | 8 | Yahweh opens the eyes of the blind. Yahweh raises up those who are bowed down. Yahweh loves the righteous.
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| | 9 | Yahweh preserves the sojourners. He upholds the fatherless and widow, But the way of the wicked he turns upside down.
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| | 10 | Yahweh will reign forever; Your God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise Yah! Psalm 147
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