1 Praise the LORD!
Praise the LORD, O my soul!
I will sing praises to my God while I have my being.
In mortal man, in whom there is no salvation.
In that very day his thoughts perish.
Whose hope is in the LORD his God,
The sea and all that is in them;
Who keeps faith forever;
Who gives food to the hungry.
The LORD sets the prisoners free.
The LORD raises up those who are bowed down;
The LORD loves the righteous;
He supports the fatherless and the widow,
But He thwarts the way of the wicked.
Your God, O Zion, to all generations.
Praise the LORD!