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146:1	Praise yee the Lord: prayse the Lord, O my soule.
146:2	While I liue, will I praise the Lord: I will sing praises vnto my God, while I haue any being.
146:3	Put not your trust in Princes: nor in the sonne of man, in whom there is no helpe.
146:4	His breath goeth foorth, he returneth to his earth: in that very day his thoughts perish.
146:5	Happy is he that hath the God of Iacob for his helpe: whose hope is in the Lord his God:
146:6	Which made heauen and earth, the Sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth trueth for euer:
146:7	Which executeth iudgement for the oppressed, which giueth food to the hungry: the Lord looseth the prisoners.
146:8	The Lord openeth the eyes of the blinde, the Lord raiseth them that are bowed downe: the Lord loueth the righteous.
146:9	The Lord preserueth the strangers, he relieueth the fatherlesse and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth vpside downe.
146:10	The Lord shall reigne for euer, euen thy God, O Zion, vnto all generations: Praise ye the Lord.


146:1	Praise ye the Lord. Praise thou the Lord, O my soule.
146:2	I will prayse the Lord during my life: as long as I haue any being, I wil sing vnto my God.
146:3	Put not your trust in princes, nor in the sonne of man, for there is none helpe in him.
146:4	His breath departeth, and he returneth to his earth: then his thoughtes perish.
146:5	Blessed is he, that hath the God of Iaakob for his helpe, whose hope is in the Lord his God.
146:6	Which made heauen and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth his fidelitie for euer:
146:7	Which executeth iustice for the oppressed: which giueth bread to the hungry: the Lord loseth the prisoners.
146:8	The Lord giueth sight to the blinde: the Lord rayseth vp the crooked: the Lord loueth the righteous.
146:9	The Lord keepeth the strangers: he relieueth the fatherlesse and widowe: but he ouerthroweth the way of the wicked.
146:10	The Lord shall reigne for euer: O Zion, thy God endureth from generation to generation. Prayse ye the Lord.


146:1	Halleluiah. Prayse the Lorde, O my soule: whyle I lyue will I prayse the Lorde: yee as long as I haue any beynge, I will synge prayses vnto my God.
146:2	O put not youre trust in Princes, nor in any chylde of man, for there is no helpe in them.
146:3	For when the breth of man goeth forth he shall turne againe to his earth, and then all his thoughtes peryshe.
146:4	Blessed is he that hath the God of Iacob for hys helpe, and whose hope is in the Lorde hys God.
146:5	Which made heauen and earth, the see, and all that therin is, whych kepeth hys promyse for euer.
146:6	Whych helpeth them to ryght that suffre wronge, whych fedeth the hongrye.
146:7	The Lorde loseth men out of preson, the Lorde geueth syght to the blynde.
146:8	The Lorde helpeh them vp that are fallen, the Lorde careth for the ryghteous.
146:9	The Lorde careth for the straungers, he defendeth the fatherlesse & wyddowe: as for the waye of the vngodly, he turneth it vpside downe,
146:10	The Lorde thy God, O Sion: shall be kynge for euermore, and thorowe out all generacyons. Halleluiah.