
146 - Lauda, anima mea

1   Praise the Lord, O my soul; *
    while I live I will praise the Lord.

2   Indeed, as long as I have my being, *
    I will sing praises unto my God.

3   Put not your trust in princes, nor in any child of man, *
    for there is no help in them.

4   For when one breathes his last, he shall return again to the earth, *
    and in that day all his thoughts perish.

5   Blessed is the one who has the God of Jacob for his help *
    and whose hope is in the Lord his God,

6   Who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is therein; *
    who keeps his promise for ever;

7   Who does right to those who suffer wrong; *
    and who feeds the hungry.

8   The Lord sets prisoners free; *
    the Lord gives sight to the blind.

9   The Lord helps those who have fallen; *
    the Lord loves the righteous.

10  The Lord cares for the strangers in the land; he defends the fatherless and widow; *
    but the way of the ungodly he makes crooked.

11  The Lord shall be King for evermore, *
    even your God, O Zion, throughout all generations. Praise the Lord.
