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.
To the Overseer, 'On the Death of Labben.' — A Psalm of David. I confess, O Jehovah, with all my heart, I recount all Thy wonders,
2 I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.
I rejoice and exult in Thee, I praise Thy Name, O Most High.
3 When my enemies retreat, they stumble and perish before You.
In mine enemies turning backward, they stumble and perish from Thy face.
4 For You have upheld my just cause; You sit on Your throne judging righteously.
For Thou hast done my judgment and my right. Thou hast sat on a throne, A judge of righteousness.
5 You have rebuked the nations; You have destroyed the wicked; You have erased their name forever and ever.
Thou hast rebuked nations, Thou hast destroyed the wicked, Their name Thou hast blotted out to the age and for ever.
6 The enemy has come to eternal ruin, and You have uprooted their cities; the very memory of them has vanished.
O thou Enemy, Finished have been destructions for ever, As to cities thou hast plucked up, Perished hath their memorial with them.
7 But the LORD abides forever; He has established His throne for judgment.
And Jehovah to the age abideth, He is preparing for judgment His throne.
8 He judges the world with justice; He governs the people with equity.
And He judgeth the world in righteousness, He judgeth the peoples in uprightness.
9 The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
And Jehovah is a tower for the bruised, A tower for times of adversity.
10 Those who know Your name trust in You, for You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.
They trust in Thee who do know Thy name, For Thou hast not forsaken Those seeking Thee, O Jehovah.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion; proclaim His deeds among the nations.
Sing ye praise to Jehovah, inhabiting Zion, Declare ye among the peoples His acts,
12 For the Avenger of bloodshed remembers; He does not ignore the cry of the afflicted.
For He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.
13 Be merciful to me, O LORD; see how my enemies afflict me! Lift me up from the gates of death,
Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest 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 that I recount all Thy praise, In the gates of the daughter of Zion. I rejoice on Thy salvation.
15 The nations have fallen into a pit of their making; their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.
Sunk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured.
16 The LORD is known by the justice He brings; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands.
Jehovah hath been known, Judgment He hath done, By a work of his hands Hath the wicked been snared. (Meditation, Selah)
The wicked do turn back to Sheol, All nations forgetting God. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy will not always be forgotten; nor the hope of the oppressed forever dashed.
For not for ever is the needy forgotten, The hope of the humble lost to the age.
19 Rise up, O LORD, do not let man prevail; let the nations be judged in Your presence.
Rise, O Jehovah, let not man be strong, Let nations be judged before Thy face.
20 Lay terror upon them, O LORD; let the nations know they are but men.
Appoint, O Jehovah, a director to them, Let nations know they [are] men! (Selah)
