| 1 | Praise Yah! Praise Yahweh, my soul. |
| 2 | While I live, I will praise Yahweh. I will sing praises to my God as long as I exist. |
| 3 | Don't put your trust in princes, each a son of man in whom there is no help. |
| 4 | His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish. |
| 5 | Happy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in Yahweh, his God: |
| 6 | who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them; who keeps truth forever; |
| 7 | who executes justice for the oppressed; who gives food to the hungry. Yahweh frees the prisoners. |
| 8 | Yahweh opens the eyes of the blind. Yahweh raises up those who are bowed down. Yahweh loves the righteous. |
| 9 | Yahweh preserves the foreigners. He upholds the fatherless and widow, but the way of the wicked he turns upside down. |
| 10 | Yahweh will reign forever; your God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise Yah! Psalm 147 |
