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Praise Yah! Praise YHWH, O my being!
While I live I praise YHWH; I sing praises to my Elohim while I exist.
Do not put your trust in princes, In a son of man, in whom is no deliverance.
His spirit goes out, he returns to his earth; In that day his plans perish.
Blessed is he who has the El of Ya'aqob for his help, Whose expectancy is in YHWH his Elohim,
Maker of the heavens and earth, The sea and all that is in them, Who is guarding truth forever,
Doing right-ruling for the oppressed, Giving bread to the hungry. YHWH releases those who are bound,
YHWH opens the eyes of the blind, YHWH raises those who are bowed down, YHWH loves the righteous.
YHWH guards the strangers, He lifts up the fatherless and widow, But the way of the wrong ones He turns upside down.
YHWH reigns forever, O Tsiyon, Your Elohim to all generations. Praise Yah!