Everything breathing joins the final praise

The last psalm is almost only summons: where, why, and with what

Praise ye the LORD. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power. Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness. Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp.

Place: sanctuary and the wide sky of his power. Why: mighty acts and greatness that deserves matching praise. With what: trumpet, strings, then more. After 149 lines of the Psalter, teaching here is mostly the act itself. The where and why still matter: this is the God of the sanctuary and of the firmament, praised for acts already told.

Every breath is drafted, after a book that taught justice for the vulnerable

Praise him with the timbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs. Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals. Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD.

Percussion, dance, pipes, loud cymbals and louder ones: volume is not a problem to be solved. Everything that has breath is the last choir, wider than Israel, wider than instruments. Breath recalls princes whose breath went forth in 146. The Psalter closes in hallelujah, but not a hallelujah amnesiac of oppressed, hungry, stranger, widow, meek, and outcast. To say every breath is to include those breaths. The end of the book is praise; the content of the Name has already been sung.