1  Praise ye the LORD. Praise the LORD, O my soul.* 2  While I live will I praise the LORD: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being. 3  Put not your trust in princes, nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help.† 4  His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish. 5  Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the LORD his God: 6  Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth truth for ever: 7  Which executeth judgment for the oppressed: which giveth food to the hungry. The LORD looseth the prisoners: 8  The LORD openeth the eyes of the blind: the LORD raiseth them that are bowed down: the LORD loveth the righteous: 9  The LORD preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down. 10  The LORD shall reign for ever, even thy God, O Zion, unto all generations. Praise ye the LORD.