Psalms 9
1 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.
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 exult in you: I will sing to your name, O you Most High.
I will rejoice and exult in you, singing praise to your name, Most High;
3 When mine enemies are turned back, they shall be feeble and perish at your presence.
because backward my foes were turned, they stumbled and perished before you.
4 For you have maintained my cause and my right; you sat on the throne, that judge righteousness.
My right and my claim you have upheld, you did sit on the throne as a fair judge,
5 You have rebuked the nations, and the ungodly one has perished; you have blotted out their name for ever, even for ever and ever.
rebuking the nations, destroying the wicked, and blotting their name out forever and ever.
6 The swords of the enemy have failed utterly; and you have destroyed cities: their memorial has been destroyed with a noise,
The foe is vanished, ruined forever, their cities destroyed, their memory perished.
7 but the Lord endures for ever: he has prepared his throne for judgement.
See! The Lord is seated forever on the throne he established for judgment,
8 And he will judge the world in righteousness, he will judge the nations in uprightness.
ruling the world with justice, and judging the nations with equity.
9 The Lord also is become a refuge for the poor, a seasonable help, in affliction.
So the Lord proves a haven to the oppressed, a haven in times of trouble.
10 And let them that know your name hope in you: for you, O Lord, have not failed them that diligently 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 Sion: declare his dealings amongst the nations.
Sing praise to the Lord, whose home is in Zion, declare his deeds among the nations.
12 For he remembered them, [in] making inquisition for blood: he has not forgotten the supplication of the poor.
As avenger of blood, he keeps them in mind, he does not forget the cry of the wretched.
13 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:
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 in the gates of the daughter of Sion: I will exult in your salvation.
so I may, in your help exulting, tell forth your praise at the gates of Zion.
15 The heathen are caught in the destruction which they planned: in the very snare which they hid is their foot taken.
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 as executing judgements: the sinner is taken in the works of his hands. (A song of, Pause)
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 poor shall not be forgotten for ever: the patience of the needy ones shall not perish for ever.
For the needy will not be always forgotten, nor the hope of the helpless be lost forever.
19 Arise, O Lord, let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged before you.
Arise, Lord; don’t let them triumph: before your face let the nations be judged.
20 Appoint, O Lord, a lawgiver over them: let the heathen know that they are men. (Pause)
Strike them with fear, Lord: show the nations how frail they are. (Selah)
