1 Praise ye Yah, Praise, O my soul, Yahweh. 2 I will praise Yahweh while I live! I will make melody to my God while I continue!
3 Do not ye trust in nobles, in a son of man who hath no deliverance: 4 His spirit, goeth forth, he returneth to his ground, In that very day, his thoughts perish.
5 How happy is he that hath the GOD of Jacob as his help, whose hope, is on Yahweh his God: - 6 Who made The heavens and the earth, The sea and all that is therein, Who keepeth faithfulness to times age-abiding: 7 Who executeth justice for the oppressed, who giveth food to the famishing, Yahweh, who liberateth prisoners; 8 Yahweh, who opened the eyes of the blind, Yahweh, who raiseth the prostrate, Yahweh, who loveth the righteous; 9 Yahweh, who preserveth sojourners, The fatherless and widows, he relieveth, - but, the way of the lawless, he overturneth.