Psalms 9
1 For the leader;’almuth labben. A psalm of David. With all my heart I will praise the Lord, all your wonders I will rehearse.
For the chief musician; set to Muth Labben style. A psalm of David. I will give thanks to Yahweh with my whole heart; I will tell about all your marvelous deeds.
2 I will rejoice and exult in you, singing praise to your name, Most High;
I will be glad and rejoice in you; I will sing praise to your name, Most High!
3 because backward my foes were turned, they stumbled and perished before you.
When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish before you.
4 My right and my claim you have upheld, you did sit on the throne as a fair judge,
For you have defended my just cause; you sit on your throne, a righteous judge!
5 rebuking the nations, destroying the wicked, and blotting their name out forever and ever.
You rebuked the nations; you have destroyed the wicked; you have blotted out their name forever and ever.
6 The foe is vanished, ruined forever, their cities destroyed, their memory perished.
The enemy crumbled like ruins when you overthrew their cities. All remembrance of them has perished.
7 See! The Lord is seated forever on the throne he established for judgment,
But Yahweh remains forever; he has established his throne for justice.
8 ruling the world with justice, and judging the nations with equity.
He will judge the world with righteousness, and he will execute judgment for the nations with fairness.
9 So the Lord proves a haven to the oppressed, a haven in times of trouble.
Yahweh also will be a stronghold for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
10 Well may they trust you who know your name, for those who seek you, you never abandon.
Those who know your name trust in you, for you, Yahweh, do not abandon those who seek you.
11 Sing praise to the Lord, whose home is in Zion, declare his deeds among the nations.
Sing praises to Yahweh, who rules in Zion; tell the nations what he has done.
12 As avenger of blood, he keeps them in mind, he does not forget the cry of the wretched.
For the God who avenges bloodshed remembers; he does not forget the cry of the oppressed.
13 Show me favor, Lord, see how my foes afflict me, lift me up from the gates of death;
Have mercy on me, Yahweh; see how I am oppressed by those who hate me, you who can snatch me from the gates of death.
14 so I may, in your help exulting, tell forth your praise at the gates of Zion.
Oh, that I might proclaim all your praise. In the gates of the daughter of Zion I will rejoice in your salvation!
15 The nations are sunk in the pit which they made, in the net that they hid, their own foot is entangled.
The nations have sunk down into the pit that they made; their feet are caught in the net that they hid.
16 The Lord is revealed in the judgment he wrought, the wicked are snared in their own handiwork. (Selah)
Yahweh has made himself known; he has executed judgment; the wicked is ensnared by his own actions. (Selah)
The wicked are turned back and sent to Sheol, all the nations that forget God. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy will not be always forgotten, nor the hope of the helpless be lost forever.
For the needy will not always be forgotten, nor will the hope of the oppressed be forever dashed.
19 Arise, Lord; don’t let them triumph: before your face let the nations be judged.
Arise, Yahweh; do not let man win against you; may the nations be judged in your sight.
20 Strike them with fear, Lord: show the nations how frail they are. (Selah)
Terrify them, Yahweh; may the nations know that they are mere men. (Selah)
