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.
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 rejoice and exult in you, singing praise to your name, Most High;
I rejoice and exult in Thee, I praise Thy Name, O Most High.
3 because backward my foes were turned, they stumbled and perished before you.
In mine enemies turning backward, they stumble and perish from Thy face.
4 My right and my claim you have upheld, you did sit on the throne as a fair judge,
For Thou hast done my judgment and my right. Thou hast sat on a throne, A judge of righteousness.
5 rebuking the nations, destroying the wicked, and blotting their name out 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 foe is vanished, ruined forever, their cities destroyed, their memory perished.
O thou Enemy, Finished have been destructions for ever, As to cities thou hast plucked up, Perished hath their memorial with them.
7 See! The Lord is seated forever on the throne he established for judgment,
And Jehovah to the age abideth, He is preparing for judgment His throne.
8 ruling the world with justice, and judging the nations with equity.
And He judgeth the world in righteousness, He judgeth the peoples in uprightness.
9 So the Lord proves a haven to the oppressed, a haven in times of trouble.
And Jehovah is a tower for the bruised, A tower for times of adversity.
10 Well may they trust you who know your name, for those who seek you, you never abandon.
They trust in Thee who do know Thy name, For Thou hast not forsaken Those seeking Thee, O Jehovah.
11 Sing praise to the Lord, whose home is in Zion, declare his deeds among the nations.
Sing ye praise to Jehovah, inhabiting Zion, Declare ye among the peoples His acts,
12 As avenger of blood, he keeps them in mind, he does not forget the cry of the wretched.
For He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.
13 Show me favor, Lord, see how my foes 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 so I may, in your help exulting, tell forth your praise at the gates of Zion.
So that I recount all Thy praise, In the gates of the daughter of Zion. I rejoice on Thy salvation.
15 The nations are sunk in the pit which they made, in the net that they hid, their own foot is entangled.
Sunk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured.
16 The Lord is revealed in the judgment he wrought, the wicked are snared in their own handiwork. (Selah)
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 be always forgotten, nor the hope of the helpless be lost forever.
For not for ever is the needy forgotten, The hope of the humble lost to the age.
19 Arise, Lord; don’t let them triumph: before your face let the nations be judged.
Rise, O Jehovah, let not man be strong, Let nations be judged before Thy face.
20 Strike them with fear, Lord: show the nations how frail they are. (Selah)
Appoint, O Jehovah, a director to them, Let nations know they [are] men! (Selah)
