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Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord, o my soul
I will praise the Lord all my life
Singing praise to my God all my life is my goal

Do not put your trust in princes
In human beings, who cannot save
When their spirit departs, they return to the ground
Their plans come to nothing on that very day

Blessed are those whose help is the God of Jacob
Whose hope is in the Lord their God lasting ever
He is the Maker of heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them—
He remains faithful forever

He upholds the cause of the oppressed
And gives food to the hungry
He upholds the cause of the oppressed
The Lord sets prisoners free

The Lord gives sight to the blind
The Lord lifts up those who are bowed down
The Lord loves the righteous
The Lord gives to the righteous the ground

The Lord watches over the foreigner
And sustains the fatherless and the widow
But He frustrates the ways of the wicked
Same every righteous person should do

The Lord reigns forever
And we forever thank God
Your God, O Zion, for all generations
Praise the Lord