Psalm 146 Wednesday Morning 4
Praise Yahweh, my soul! * May I praise Yahweh all my life, * sing to my God while I have being.
Do not trust in princes, * in a son of man who can offer no security.
When his breath departs, he returns to his Land; * on that day his projects perish.
Happy whose help is the God of Jacob, * whose hope is the the Most High, Yahweh his God,
who made heaven and earth, * the sea and all that is in them,
who keeps his word to the wronged; * who defends the cause of the oppressed, * who gives food to the hungry.
Yahweh sets prisoners free; * Yahweh opens the eyes of the blind; * Yahweh uplifts those bent down.
Yahweh loves the just; * Yahweh protects the strangers.
The orphan and widow he reassures, * but the power of the wicked he overturns.
Yahweh shall reign forever, * your God, Zion, for all generations.