Hal-le-lu-jah, praise Je-ho-vah,
O my soul, Je-ho-vah praise;
I will sing the glo-rious prai-ses
Of my God through all my days.
Put no con-fi-dence in prin-ces,
Nor for help on man de-pend;
He shall die, to dust re-turn-ing,
And his pur-pos-es shall end.
Hap-py is the man that choos-es
Is-rael's God to be his aid;
He is blessed whose hope of bless-ing
On the Lord his God is stayed.
Heav'n and earth the Lord cre-at-ed,
Seas and all that they con-tain;
He de-liv-ers from op-pres-sion,
Righ-teous-ness He will main-tain.
Food He dai-ly gives the hun-gry,
Sets the mourn-ing pris-'ner free,
Rais-es those bowed down with an-guish,
Makes the sight-less eye to see.
Well Je-ho-vah loves the righ-teous,
And the strang-er He be-friends,
Helps the fa-ther-less and wid-ow,
Judg-ment on the wick-ed sends.
Hal-le-lu-jah, praise Je-ho-vah,
O my soul, Je-ho-vah praise;
I will sing the glo-rious prai-ses
Of my God through all my days.
O-ver all God reigns for-ev-er,
Through all a-ges He is King;
Un-to Him, your God, O Zi-on,
Joy-ful hal-le-lu-jahs sing.