Old Testament ·
Psalms 9
For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Death of the Son.” A Psalm of David.
I will give thanks to the LORD with all my heart; I will recount all Your wonders.
I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.
When my enemies retreat, they stumble and perish before You.
For You have upheld my just cause; You sit on Your throne judging righteously.
You have rebuked the nations; You have destroyed the wicked; You have erased their name forever and ever.
The enemy has come to eternal ruin, and You have uprooted their cities; the very memory of them has vanished.
But the LORD abides forever; He has established His throne for judgment.
He judges the world with justice; He governs the people with equity.
The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
Those who know Your name trust in You, for You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.
Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion; proclaim His deeds among the nations.
For the Avenger of bloodshed remembers; He does not ignore the cry of the afflicted.
Be merciful to me, O LORD; see how my enemies afflict me! Lift me up from the gates of death,
that I may declare all Your praises— that within the gates of Daughter Zion I may rejoice in Your salvation.
The nations have fallen into a pit of their making; their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.
The LORD is known by the justice He brings; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands. Higgaion Selah*
The wicked will return to Sheol— all the nations who forget God.
For the needy will not always be forgotten; nor the hope of the oppressed forever dashed.
Rise up, O LORD, do not let man prevail; let the nations be judged in Your presence.
Lay terror upon them, O LORD; let the nations know they are but men. Selah
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