Psalm 146:1–147:11

Praise ye the Lord.

^aPraise the Lord, O my soul.

^2bWhile I live will I praise the Lord:

I will sing praises unto my God ^bwhile I have any being.

^3cPut not your trust in princes,

^dNor in the son of man, in whom there is no help.

^4eHis breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth;

In that very day ^fhis thoughts perish.

^5gHappy is he that hath the God of Jacob ^hfor his help,

Whose ⁱhope is in the Lord his God:

^6klWhich made heaven, and earth,

^lThe sea, and all that therein is:

Which keepeth truth for ever:

^7mWhich executeth judgment for the oppressed:

Which giveth food to the ⁿhungry.

^oThe Lord ^plooseth the prisoners:

^8qThe Lord openeth the eyes of the blind:

The ^rxLord raiseth them that are bowed down:

^sThe Lord loveth the righteous:

^9tThe Lord preserveth the strangers;

^tHe ^urelieveth ^wthe fatherless and widow:

^xBut the way of the wicked he ^yturneth upside down.

^10zThe Lord shall reign for ever,

Even thy God, O Zion, ^aunto all generations.

^bPraise ye the Lord.

Psalm CXLVII.

^aPraise ye the Lord:

For ^bit is good to sing praises unto our God;

^cFor it is pleasant; and ^dpraise is comely.

^2eThe Lord doth build up Jerusalem:

He ^fgathereth together ^gthe outcasts of Israel.

^3hHe healeth ⁱthe broken in heart,

And ^kbindeth up their wounds.

^4lHe telleth the number of the stars;

^mHe calleth them all by their names.

^5uGreat is our Lord, and ^oof great power:

^pHis understanding is infinite.

^6qThe Lord ^rlifteth up the meek:

He casteth the wicked down to the ground.

^7sSing unto the Lord with thanksgiving;

Sing praise upon the ^tharp unto our God:

⁸Who covereth the heaven with clouds,

^uWho prepareth rain for the earth,

^vWho maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.

^9wHe giveth to the beast his food,

And ^xto the young ravens which cry.

¹⁰He delighteth not in the strength of ^ythe horse:

He taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.

^11zThe Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him,

^aIn those that hope in his mercy.