1 P raise ye Jah! Praise, O my soul, Jehovah.

2 I praise Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.

3 T rust not in princes -- in a son of man, For he hath no deliverance.

4 H is spirit goeth forth, he returneth to his earth, In that day have his thoughts perished.

5 O the happiness of him Who hath the God of Jacob for his help, His hope on Jehovah his God,

6 M aking the heavens and earth, The sea and all that in them, Who is keeping truth to the age,

7 D oing judgment for the oppressed, Giving bread to the hungry.

8 J ehovah is loosing the prisoners, Jehovah is opening (the eyes of) the blind, Jehovah is raising the bowed down, Jehovah is loving the righteous,

9 J ehovah is preserving the strangers, The fatherless and widow He causeth to stand, And the way of the wicked He turneth upside down.

10 J ehovah doth reign to the age, Thy God, O Zion, to generation and generation, Praise ye Jah!