Put Not Your Hope in the Nation (Psalm 146) Songtext
von Wendell Kimbrough

Put not your hope in the nation
Put not your hope in a king
Trust in the only one who opens eyes
And sets the prisoner free

He is the maker of heaven
He formed the earth and the sea
Our help will come from the Lord our God
Our gracious King of Peace

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O my soul!
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O my soul!


He is the hope of the hungry
He is the Lord of the feast
Our Father′s house always opens wide
To welcome refugees

The fatherless find a Father
The widow rests in His strength
The heart of God is forever home
To all the poor and weak

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O my soul!
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O my soul!

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O my soul!
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O my soul!