Psalm 1 46.
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord O my soul.
Well, I live well.
I praise the Lord.
I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being.
Putting out your trust in princes, nor in the son of man in whom there is no help.
His breath go with forth.
He returned it to as earth.
In that very day has thoughts, perish.
Happy as he, that hat, the God of Jacob for his help.
Who's hope is in the Lord.
His God.
Which made heaven and earth, the sea and all they're in is.
Which keep it the truth forever, which executed the judgment for the oppressed.
Which give it the food to the hungry.
The Lord lucid, the prisoners.
The Lord opened the eyes of the blind.
The Lord raised it, them that are bowed down.
The Lord loveth the righteous.
The Lord preserve it.
The strangers he relieved at the fatherless and widow.
But the way of the wicked, he turned upside down.
The Lord shall reign forever, even though God.
Oh, Zion until all generations.
Praise the Lord.