Parallel
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Our True Help
A poetic psalm, by Haggai and Zechariah
1Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
My innermost being will praise you, Lord!
2I will spend my life praising you and
singing high praises to you, my God, every day of my life!
3-4We can never look to men for help;
no matter who they are, they can’t save us,
for even our great leaders fail and fall.
They too are just mortals who will one day die.
At death the spirits of all depart and their bodies return to dust.
In the day of their death all their projects and plans are over.
5But those who hope in the Lord will be happy and pleased!
Our help comes from the God of Jacob!
6You keep all your promises.
You are the Creator of heaven’s glory,
earth’s grandeur, and ocean’s greatness.
7The oppressed get justice with you.
The hungry are satisfied with you.
Prisoners find their freedom with you.
8You open the eyes of the blind
and you fully restore those bent over with shame.
You love those who love and honor you.
9You watch over strangers and immigrants
and support the fatherless and widows.
But you subvert the plans of the ungodly.
10Lord, you will reign forever!
Zion’s God will rule throughout time and eternity!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!