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Psalms 145

The Book of Psalms

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Chapter 146


Hallelu Yah. Praise Yahweh, O my soul.


While I live will I praise Yahweh: I will sing praises unto my Elohim while I have any being.


Put not your trust in princes, Nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help.


His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; In that very day his thoughts perish.


Happy is he that hath the El of Jacob for his help, Whose hope is in Yahweh his Elohim:


Who made heaven and earth, The sea, and all that in them is; Who keepeth truth for ever;


Who executeth justice for the oppressed; Who giveth food to the hungry. Yahweh looseth the prisoners;


Yahweh openeth the eyes of the blind; Yahweh raiseth up them that are bowed down; Yahweh loveth the righteous;


Yahweh preserveth the sojourners; He upholdeth the fatherless and widow; But the way of the wicked he turneth upside down.


Yahweh will reign for ever, Thy Elohim, O Zion, unto all generations. Hallelu Yah.

Psalms 147

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