1 Praise ye the Lord: him praise, my soul.
2 I’ll praise God while I live;
while I have being to my God
in songs I’ll praises give.
3 Trust not in princes, nor man’s son,
in whom there is no stay:
4 his breath departs, to’s earth he turns;
that day his thoughts decay.

5 O happy is that man and blest,
whom Jacob’s God doth aid;
whose hope upon the Lord doth rest,
and on his God is stayed:
6 who made the earth and heavens high,
who made the swelling deep,
and all that is within the same;
who truth doth ever keep:

7 Who righteous judgment executes
for those oppressed that be,
who to the hungry giveth food;
and sets the prisoners free.
8 The Lord doth give the blind their sight,
the bowed down doth raise:
the Lord doth dearly love all those
that walk in upright ways.

9 The stranger’s shield, the widow’s stay,
the orphan’s help is he:
but yet by him the wicked’s way
turned upside down shall be.
10 The Lord shall reign for evermore:
thy God, O Zion, he
to generations all shall reign.
Praise to the Lord give ye.