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Praise ye the Lord. Praise the Lord, O my soul.
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While I live will I praise the Lord: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being.
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Put not your trust in princes, nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help.
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His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
Psalm 146:3–4
Why can’t powerful people be our saviors?
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Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God:
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Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth truth for ever:
Psalm 146:5–6
According to Psalm 146, where does a happy person place their hope?
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Which executeth judgment for the oppressed: which giveth food to the hungry. The Lord looseth the prisoners:
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The Lord openeth the eyes of the blind: the Lord raiseth them that are bowed down: the Lord loveth the righteous:
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The Lord preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down.
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The Lord shall reign for ever, even thy God, O Zion, unto all generations. Praise ye the Lord.
Psalm 146:5–10
True or false: This psalm promises every trial will end at once.