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 him that excelleth vpon Muth Laben. A Psalme of Dauid. I will praise the Lord with my whole heart: I will speake of all thy marueilous workes.
2 I will rejoice and exult in you, singing praise to your name, Most High;
I will bee glad, and reioyce in thee: I will sing praise to thy Name, O most High,
3 because backward my foes were turned, they stumbled and perished before you.
For that mine enemies are turned backe: they shall fall, and perish at thy presence.
4 My right and my claim you have upheld, you did sit on the throne as a fair judge,
For thou hast maintained my right and my cause: thou art set in the throne, and iudgest right.
5 rebuking the nations, destroying the wicked, and blotting their name out forever and ever.
Thou hast rebuked the heathen: thou hast destroyed the wicked: thou hast put out their name for euer and euer.
6 The foe is vanished, ruined forever, their cities destroyed, their memory perished.
O enemie, destructions are come to a perpetual end, and thou hast destroyed the cities: their memoriall is perished with them.
7 See! The Lord is seated forever on the throne he established for judgment,
But the Lord shall sit for euer: hee hath prepared his throne for iudgement.
8 ruling the world with justice, and judging the nations with equity.
For he shall iudge the worlde in righteousnes, and shall iudge the people with equitie.
9 So the Lord proves a haven to the oppressed, a haven in times of trouble.
The Lord also wil be a refuge for the poore, a refuge in due time, euen in affliction.
10 Well may they trust you who know your name, for those who seek you, you never abandon.
And they that know thy Name, will trust in thee: for thou, Lord, hast not failed them that seeke thee.
11 Sing praise to the Lord, whose home is in Zion, declare his deeds among the nations.
Sing praises to the Lord, which dwelleth in Zion: shewe the people his workes.
12 As avenger of blood, he keeps them in mind, he does not forget the cry of the wretched.
For whe he maketh inquisition for blood, hee remembreth it, and forgetteth not the complaint of the poore.
13 Show me favour, Lord, see how my foes afflict me, lift me up from the gates of death;
Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lord: consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate mee, thou that liftest me vp from the gates of death,
14 so I may, in your help exulting, tell forth your praise at the gates of Zion.
That I may shewe all thy praises within the gates of the daughter of Zion, and reioyce in thy saluation.
15 The nations are sunk in the pit which they made, in the net that they hid, their own foot is entangled.
The heathen are sunken downe in the pit that they made: in the nette that they hid, is their foote taken.
16 The Lord is revealed in the judgment he wrought, the wicked are snared in their own handiwork. (Selah)
The Lord is knowen by executing iudgement: the wicked is snared in the worke of his owne handes. (Higgaion, Selah)
The wicked shall turne into hell, and all 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 poore shall not bee alway forgotten: the hope of the afflicted shall not perish for euer.
19 Arise, Lord; don’t let them triumph: before your face let the nations be judged.
Vp Lord: let not man preuaile: let the heathen be iudged in thy sight.
20 Strike them with fear, Lord: show the nations how frail they are. (Selah)
Put them in feare, O Lord, that the heathen may knowe that they are but men. (Selah)
