Praise ye the Lord. Praise the Lord, O my soul. While I live will I praise the Lord: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being. Put not your trust in princes,  nor  in the son of man, in whom  there is  no help. His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish. Happy  is he  that  hath  the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope  is  in the Lord his God: Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that therein  is : which keepeth truth for ever: Which executeth judgment for the oppressed: which giveth food to the hungry. The Lord looseth the prisoners: The Lord openeth  the eyes of  the blind: the Lord raiseth them that are bowed down: the Lord loveth the righteous: The Lord preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down. The Lord shall reign for ever,  even  thy God, O Zion, unto all generations. Praise ye the Lord.