Psalms 9
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Death of the Son.” A Psalm of David. I will give thanks to the LORD with all my heart; I will recount all Your wonders.
For the end, a Psalm of David, concerning the secrets of the Son. I will give thanks to you, O Lord, with my whole heart; I will recount all your wonderful works.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.
I will be glad and exult in you: I will sing to your name, O you Most High.
3 When my enemies retreat, they stumble and perish before You.
When mine enemies are turned back, they shall be feeble and perish at your presence.
4 For You have upheld my just cause; You sit on Your throne judging righteously.
For you have maintained my cause and my right; you sat on the throne, that judge righteousness.
5 You have rebuked the nations; You have destroyed the wicked; You have erased their name forever and ever.
You have rebuked the nations, and the ungodly one has perished; you have blotted out their name for ever, even for ever and ever.
6 The enemy has come to eternal ruin, and You have uprooted their cities; the very memory of them has vanished.
The swords of the enemy have failed utterly; and you have destroyed cities: their memorial has been destroyed with a noise,
7 But the LORD abides forever; He has established His throne for judgment.
but the Lord endures for ever: he has prepared his throne for judgement.
8 He judges the world with justice; He governs the people with equity.
And he will judge the world in righteousness, he will judge the nations in uprightness.
9 The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
The Lord also is become a refuge for the poor, a seasonable help, in affliction.
10 Those who know Your name trust in You, for You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.
And let them that know your name hope in you: for you, O Lord, have not failed them that diligently seek you.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion; proclaim His deeds among the nations.
Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Sion: declare his dealings amongst the nations.
12 For the Avenger of bloodshed remembers; He does not ignore the cry of the afflicted.
For he remembered them, [in] making inquisition for blood: he has not forgotten the supplication of the poor.
13 Be merciful to me, O LORD; see how my enemies afflict me! Lift me up from the gates of death,
Have mercy upon me, O Lord; look upon my affliction [which I suffer] of mine enemies, you that lift me up from the gates of death:
14 that I may declare all Your praises— that within the gates of Daughter Zion I may rejoice in Your salvation.
that I may declare all your praises in the gates of the daughter of Sion: I will exult in your salvation.
15 The nations have fallen into a pit of their making; their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.
The heathen are caught in the destruction which they planned: in the very snare which they hid is their foot taken.
16 The LORD is known by the justice He brings; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands.
The Lord is known as executing judgements: the sinner is taken in the works of his hands. (A song of, Pause)
Let sinners be driven away into Hades, [even] all the nations that forget God. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy will not always be forgotten; nor the hope of the oppressed forever dashed.
For the poor shall not be forgotten for ever: the patience of the needy ones shall not perish for ever.
19 Rise up, O LORD, do not let man prevail; let the nations be judged in Your presence.
Arise, O Lord, let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged before you.
20 Lay terror upon them, O LORD; let the nations know they are but men.
Appoint, O Lord, a lawgiver over them: let the heathen know that they are men. (Pause)
