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!