Psalms 146

¹ Praise Yah; Praise Yahweh, O my soul. ² Let me praise Yahweh throughout my life; Let me make melody to my Elohim through all my future. ³ Do not trust in patrons, In a son of humanity with whom there is no salvation. ⁴ His spirit shall go forth, and he shall return to his ground; In that day his reflections perish. ⁵ Happy is he who has the El of Jacob as his Help; His hopefulness is set on Yahweh his Elohim, ⁶ Maker of the heavens and earth, The sea and all that is in them, The Guardian of truth for the eons; ⁷ He is the One executing right judgment for those being exploited, The Giver of bread to the famished, Yahweh, letting loose those who are bound, ⁸ Yahweh, unclosing the eyes of the blind, Yahweh, making erect those who are bent down, Yahweh, loving those who are righteous, ⁹ Yahweh, Guardian over the sojourners; The orphan and the widow shall He bolster up, Yet the way of the wicked shall He overturn. ¹⁰ Yahweh shall reign for the eon, Your Elohim, O Zion, for generation after generation. Praise Yah.