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 leader;’almuth labben. A psalm of David. With all my heart I will praise the Lord, all your wonders I will rehearse.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.
I will rejoice and exult in you, singing praise to your name, Most High;
3 When my enemies retreat, they stumble and perish before You.
because backward my foes were turned, they stumbled and perished before you.
4 For You have upheld my just cause; You sit on Your throne judging righteously.
My right and my claim you have upheld, you did sit on the throne as a fair judge,
5 You have rebuked the nations; You have destroyed the wicked; You have erased their name forever and ever.
rebuking the nations, destroying the wicked, and blotting their name out forever and ever.
6 The enemy has come to eternal ruin, and You have uprooted their cities; the very memory of them has vanished.
The foe is vanished, ruined forever, their cities destroyed, their memory perished.
7 But the LORD abides forever; He has established His throne for judgment.
See! The Lord is seated forever on the throne he established for judgment,
8 He judges the world with justice; He governs the people with equity.
ruling the world with justice, and judging the nations with equity.
9 The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
So the Lord proves a haven to the oppressed, a haven in times of trouble.
10 Those who know Your name trust in You, for You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.
Well may they trust you who know your name, for those who seek you, you never abandon.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion; proclaim His deeds among the nations.
Sing praise to the Lord, whose home is in Zion, declare his deeds among the nations.
12 For the Avenger of bloodshed remembers; He does not ignore the cry of the afflicted.
As avenger of blood, he keeps them in mind, he does not forget the cry of the wretched.
13 Be merciful to me, O LORD; see how my enemies afflict me! Lift me up from the gates of death,
Show me favour, Lord, see how my foes afflict me, 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.
so I may, in your help exulting, tell forth your praise at the gates of Zion.
15 The nations have fallen into a pit of their making; their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.
The nations are sunk in the pit which they made, in the net that they hid, their own foot is entangled.
16 The LORD is known by the justice He brings; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands.
The Lord is revealed in the judgment he wrought, the wicked are snared in their own handiwork. (Selah)
Let the wicked depart to Sheol, all the nations that live forgetful of God. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy will not always be forgotten; nor the hope of the oppressed forever dashed.
For the needy will not be always forgotten, nor the hope of the helpless be lost forever.
19 Rise up, O LORD, do not let man prevail; let the nations be judged in Your presence.
Arise, Lord; don’t let them triumph: before your face let the nations be judged.
20 Lay terror upon them, O LORD; let the nations know they are but men.
Strike them with fear, Lord: show the nations how frail they are. (Selah)
