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[1] Prayse ye the Lord, prayse thou God O my soule, whylest I lyue I wyll prayse God: I wyll syng psalmes vnto my Lorde so long as I shalbe
[2] Put not your trust in princes [nor] in the sonne of man: in whom there is no saluation
[3] His spirite shall depart out of hym, he shall turne agayne to his earth: at that day all his thoughtes shall perishe
[4] Blessed is he vnto whom the God of Iacob is an ayde: his trust is in God his Lorde
[5] Who made heauen and earth, the sea and all that therin is: who mainteyneth the trueth for euer
[6] Who executeth iudgement for those that are oppressed with wrong: who geueth foode to the hungry
[7] God looseth those that be bounde: God geueth syght to the blynde
[8] God rayseth them vp that are falling: God loueth the ryghteous
[9] God taketh strangers into his custodie, he releeueth the fatherlesse and the widdowe: as for the way of the vngodlye he turneth it vpsyde downe
[10] God thy Lorde shall raigne O Sion, to the worldes ende: throughout all generations. Prayse ye the Lorde
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