The Book of Psalms

 1 ^aPraise ye the Lord. Praise the Lord, O my soul.

 2 While I live will I praise the Lord: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being.

 3 Put not your ^atrust in princes, nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help.

 4 His ^abreath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.

 5 ^aHappy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God:

 6 Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth truth for ever:

 7 Which executeth judgment for the ^aoppressed: which giveth food to the hungry. The Lord looseth the prisoners:

 8 The Lord openeth the ^aeyes of the ^bblind: the Lord raiseth them that are bowed down: the Lord loveth the righteous:

 9 The Lord preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the ^afatherless and ^bwidow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down.

 10 The Lord shall reign for ^aever, even thy God, O Zion, unto all generations. Praise ye the Lord.