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