Praise the Lord!
Praise, O servants of the Lord,
Praise the name of the Lord.

He makes the barren woman abide in the house
As a joyful mother of children.
Praise the Lord!

From the rising of the sun to its setting
The name of the Lord is to be praised.

Who is like the Lord our God,
Who is enthroned on high,

He raises the poor from the dust
And lifts the needy from the ash heap,

The Lord is high above all nations;
His glory is above the heavens.

Who humbles Himself to behold
The things that are in heaven and in the earth?

Blessed be the name of the Lord
From this time forth and forever.

To make them sit with princes,
With the princes of His people.