1 P raise Yah! Praise Yahweh, my soul.

2 W hile I live, I will praise Yahweh. I will sing praises to my God as long as I exist.

3 D on’t put your trust in princes, each a son of man in whom there is no help.

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

5 H appy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in Yahweh, his God:

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

7 w ho executes justice for the oppressed; who gives food to the hungry. Yahweh frees the prisoners.

8 Y ahweh opens the eyes of the blind. Yahweh raises up those who are bowed down. Yahweh loves the righteous.

9 Y ahweh preserves the foreigners. He upholds the fatherless and widow, but the way of the wicked he turns upside down.

10 Y ahweh will reign forever; your God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise Yah!