Psalms 9

1For the leader; 'almuth labben. A psalm of David. With all my heart I will praise the Lord, all your wonders I will rehearse. 2I will rejoice and exult in you, singing praise to your name, Most High; 3because backward my foes were turned, they stumbled and perished before you. 4My right and my claim you have upheld, you did sit on the throne as a fair judge, 5rebuking the nations, destroying the wicked, and blotting their name out forever and ever. 6The foe is vanished, ruined forever, their cities destroyed, their memory perished. 7See! The Lord is seated forever on the throne he established for judgement, 8ruling the world with justice, and judging the nations with equity. 9So the Lord proves a haven to the oppressed, a haven in times of trouble. 10Well may they trust you who know your name, for those who seek you, you never abandon. 11Sing praise to the Lord, whose home is in Zion, declare his deeds amongst the nations. 12As avenger of blood, he keeps them in mind, he does not forget the cry of the wretched. 13Show me favour, Lord, see how my foes afflict me, lift me up from the gates of death; 14so I may, in your help exulting, tell forth your praise at the gates of Zion. 15The nations are sunk in the pit which they made, in the net that they hid, their own foot is entangled. 16The Lord is revealed in the judgement he wrought, the wicked are snared in their own handiwork. (Selah) 17Let the wicked depart to Sheol, all the nations that live forgetful of God. (Sheol h7585) 18For the needy will not be always forgotten, nor the hope of the helpless be lost forever. 19Arise, Lord; don't let them triumph: before your face let the nations be judged. 20Strike them with fear, Lord: show the nations how frail they are. (Selah)