The psalmist voweth perpetual praises to God.
Psalms 146:1 Prayse the LORDE (o my soule:) whyle I lyue wil I prayse the LORDE, yee as loge as I haue eny beynge, I wil synge prayses vnto my God. Psalms 146:2 O put not yor trust in prynces, ner in the childe of man, for there is no helpe in the.
He exhorteth not to trust in man.
Psalms 146:3 For when ye breth of man goeth forth, he shal turne agayne to his earth, and so all his thoughtes perishe. Psalms 146:4 Blessed is he that hath ye God of Iacob for his helpe, and whose hope is in the LORDE his God.
God, for his power, justice, mercy, and Kingdom, is only worthy to be trusted.
Psalms 146:5 Which made heauen and earth, ye see and all that therin is, which kepeth his promise for euer Psalms 146:6 Which helpeth them to right yt suffre wronge, which fedeth ye hongrie. Psalms 146:7 The LORDE lowseth men out of preson, the LORDE geueth sight to the blynde. Psalms 146:8 The LORDE helpeth the vp that are fallen, the LORDE loueth the righteous. Psalms 146:9 The LORDE careth for the straungers, he defendeth ye fatherlesse and wyddowe: as for the waye of ye vngodly, he turneth it vpsyde downe. Psalms 146:10 The LORDE thy God (o Sion) is kynge for euermore, and thorow out all generacions. Halleluya.