Psalm 146:1–147:11

Put Not Your Trust in Princes

146ⁿPraise the Lord!

Praise the Lord, O my soul!

²I will praise the Lord ^oas long as I live;

^pI will sing praises to my God while I have my being.

^3qPut not your trust in princes,

^rin a son of man, in whom there is ^sno salvation.

⁴When ^this breath departs, he returns to the earth;

on that very day his plans perish.

^5uBlessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob,

whose ^vhope is in the Lord his God,

^6wwho made heaven and earth,

the sea, and all that is in them,

^xwho keeps faith forever;

^7ywho executes justice for the oppressed,

^zwho gives food to the hungry.

^aThe Lord sets the prisoners free;

^8bthe Lord opens the eyes of the blind.

^cThe Lord lifts up those who are bowed down;

^dthe Lord loves the righteous.

^9eThe Lord watches over the sojourners;

^fhe upholds the widow and the fatherless,

but ^gthe way of the wicked he brings to ruin.

^10hThe Lord will reign forever,

your God, O Zion, to all generations.

ⁿPraise the Lord!

He Heals the Brokenhearted

147ⁱPraise the Lord!

For ^jit is good to sing praises to our God;

for ^kit is pleasant,¹ and ^la song of praise is fitting.

²The Lord ^mbuilds up Jerusalem;

he ⁿgathers the outcasts of Israel.

³He heals ^othe brokenhearted

and ^pbinds up their wounds.

⁴He ^qdetermines the number of the stars;

he ^rgives to all of them their names.

^5sGreat is our Lord, and ^tabundant in power;

^uhis understanding is beyond measure.

⁶The Lord ^vlifts up the humble;²

he casts the wicked to the ground.

^7wSing to the Lord with thanksgiving;

make melody to our God on ^xthe lyre!

⁸He covers the heavens with clouds;

he prepares ^yrain for the earth;

he makes ^zgrass grow on the hills.

⁹He ^agives to the beasts their food,

and to ^bthe young ravens that cry.

¹⁰His delight is not in ^cthe strength of the horse,

nor his pleasure in the legs of a man,

¹¹but the Lord ^dtakes pleasure in those who fear him,

in those who ^ehope in his steadfast love.