Psalm 146:1–147:11

¹Praise ¹the Lord!

^aPraise the Lord, O my soul!

^2bWhile I live I will praise the Lord;

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

^3cDo not put your trust in princes,

Nor in ²a son of man, in whom there is no ³help.

^4dHis spirit departs, he returns to his earth;

In that very day ^ehis plans perish.

^5fHappy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help,

Whose hope is in the Lord his God,

^6gWho made heaven and earth,

The sea, and all that is in them;

Who keeps truth forever,

^7hWho executes justice for the oppressed,

ⁱWho gives food to the hungry.

^jThe Lord gives freedom to the prisoners.

^8kThe Lord opens the eyes of the blind;

^lThe Lord raises those who are bowed down;

The Lord loves the righteous.

^9mThe Lord watches over the strangers;

He relieves the fatherless and widow;

ⁿBut the way of the wicked He ⁴turns upside down.

^10oThe Lord shall reign forever—

Your God, O Zion, to all generations.

Praise the Lord!

Psalm 147

¹Praise ¹the Lord!

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

^bFor it is pleasant, and ^cpraise is beautiful.

²The Lord ^dbuilds up Jerusalem;

^eHe gathers together the outcasts of Israel.

^3fHe heals the brokenhearted

And binds up their ²wounds.

^4gHe counts the number of the stars;

He calls them all by name.

^5hGreat is our Lord, and ⁱmighty in power;

^jHis understanding is infinite.

^6kThe Lord lifts up the humble;

He casts the wicked down to the ground.

⁷Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving;

Sing praises on the harp to our God,

^8lWho covers the heavens with clouds,

Who prepares rain for the earth,

Who makes grass to grow on the mountains.

^9mHe gives to the beast its food,

And ⁿto the young ravens that cry.

^10oHe does not delight in the strength of the horse;

He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.

¹¹The Lord takes pleasure in those who fear Him,

In those who hope in His mercy.