Psalm 9a,b

For the director of music. To the tune of “The Death of the Son.” A psalm of David.

1 I will give thanks to you, Lord, with all my heart;e

I will tell of all your wonderful deeds.f

2 I will be glad and rejoiceg in you;

I will sing the praisesh of your name,i O Most High.

3 My enemies turn back;

they stumble and perish before you.

4 For you have upheld my rightj and my cause,k

sitting enthronedl as the righteous judge.m

5 You have rebuked the nationsn and destroyed the wicked;

you have blotted out their nameo for ever and ever.

6 Endless ruin has overtaken my enemies,

you have uprooted their cities;p

even the memory of themq has perished.

7 The Lord reigns forever;r

he has established his thrones for judgment.

8 He rules the world in righteousnesst

and judges the peoples with equity.u

9 The Lord is a refugev for the oppressed,w

a stronghold in times of trouble.x

10 Those who know your namey trust in you,

for you, Lord, have never forsakenz those who seek you.a

11 Sing the praisesb of the Lord, enthroned in Zion;c

proclaim among the nationsd what he has done.e

12 For he who avenges bloodf remembers;

he does not ignore the cries of the afflicted.g

13 Lord, see how my enemiesh persecute me!

Have mercyi and lift me up from the gates of death,j

14 that I may declare your praisesk

in the gates of Daughter Zion,l

and there rejoice in your salvation.m

15 The nations have fallen into the pit they have dug;n

their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.o

16 The Lord is known by his acts of justice;

the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands.c p

17 The wicked go down to the realm of the dead,q

all the nations that forget God.r

18 But God will never forget the needy;

the hopes of the afflictedt will never perish.

19 Arise,u Lord, do not let mortals triumph;v

let the nations be judgedw in your presence.

20 Strike them with terror,x Lord;

let the nations know they are only mortal.y