Let everything that has breath praise the Lord

Psalm 149,150
For the Lord takes delight in his people; he crowns the humble with salvation. Let the saints rejoice in this honor and sing for joy on their beds.
May the praise of God be in their mouths and a double-edged sword in their hands, to inflict vengeance on the nations and punishment on the peoples, to bind their kings with fetters, their nobles with shackles of iron, to carry out the sentence written against them. This is the glory of all his saints.
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.
This is a public psalm, for the assembled people. They rejoice in military triumph, with drums and dancing, at the victory God has given. Their enemies are vanquished.
Vengeance: Victory for the downtrodden necessarily entails defeat for the forces of oppression.
This choral symphony of praise is the grand climax and finale to the whole collection of psalms. Every instrument in the Temple orchestra, everything with life and breath in the whole creation, is called to join in a mighty crashing paean of praise to God.
Why?
God browns the humble with salvation, all the saints rejoice in his honor and sing for joy on their beds even at night.
God brings us to win the victory, take revenge on the oppression, and God's judge come on earth.
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.
How?
Let come with God, rejoice and sing for joy for God is the Lord. My God conquers the devil and oppression.