Psalm 9
I will give you thanks, O Lord, with my whole heart
: I will tell of all the wonders you have done.
I will rejoice and be glad in you
: I will make my songs to your name, O Most High.
For my enemies are driven back
: they stumble and perish at your presence.
You have maintained my cause and my right
: you sat enthroned as a righteous judge.
You rebuked the heathen nations,
you brought the wicked to destruction
: you blotted out their name for ever and ever.
The strongholds of the enemy are made a perpetual desolation
: you plucked up their cities, and even their memory has perished.
The Lord confounds them; but the Lord endures for ever
: he has set up his throne for judgement.
He shall judge the world with righteousness
: and deal true justice to the peoples.
The Lord is a strong tower to him that is oppressed
: he is a tower of strength in time of need.
All who heed your name will trust in you
: for you have never forsaken those that seek you.
O sing praises to the Lord who dwells in Zion
: tell among the peoples what great things he has done.
For he that avenges blood has remembered the poor
: he has not forgotten their cry.
The Lord has been merciful toward me,
he saw what I suffered from my foes
: he raised me up again from the gates of death,
That I might tell all your praises in the gates of Zion
: that I might rejoice in your deliverance.
The nations have sunk into the pit they dug for others
: in the very snare they laid is their foot taken;
The Lord has declared himself and upheld the right
: the wicked are trapped in the work of their own hands.
The wicked shall be given over to death
: and all the nations that forget God.
For the needy shall not always be forgotten
: nor shall the hope of the poor perish for ever.
Arise, Lord, let not man prevail
: let the nations be judged before you.
Put them in fear, O Lord
: and let the nations know that they are but men.