Psalms 145
1My soul, praise the Lord. 1
2While I live will I praise the Lord: I will sing praises to my God as long as I exist. 1
3Trust not in princes, nor in the children of men, in whom there is no safety. 1
4His breath shall go forth, and he shall return to his earth; in that day all his thoughts shall perish. 1
5Blessed is he whose helper is the God of Jacob, whose hope is in the Lord his God: 1
6who made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all things in them: who keeps truth for ever: 1
7who executes judgment for the wronged: who gives food to the hungry. The Lord looses the fettered ones: 1
8the Lord gives wisdom to the blind: The Lord sets up the broken down: the Lord loves the righteous: the Lord preserves the strangers; 1
9he will relieve the orphan and widow: but will utterly remove the way of sinners. 1
10The Lord shall reign for ever, even your God, O Sion, to all generations.