Psalms 9

I Will Give Thanks to the LORD

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Death of the Son.” A Psalm of David.

1I will give thanks to the LORD with all my heart; I will recount all Your wonders.

2I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.

3When my enemies retreat, they stumble and perish before You.

4For You have upheld my just cause; You sit on Your throne judging righteously.

5You have rebuked the nations; You have destroyed the wicked; You have erased their name forever and ever.

6The enemy has come to eternal ruin, and You have uprooted their cities; the very memory of them has vanished.

7But the LORD abides forever; He has established His throne for judgment.

8He judges the world with justice; He governs the people with equity.

9The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.

10Those who know Your name trust in You, for You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.

11Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion; proclaim His deeds among the nations.

12For the Avenger of bloodshed remembers; He does not ignore the cry of the afflicted.

13Be merciful to me, O LORD; see how my enemies afflict me! Lift me up from the gates of death,

14that I may declare all Your praises—that within the gates of Daughter Zion I may rejoice in Your salvation.

15The nations have fallen into a pit of their making; their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.

16The LORD is known by the justice He brings; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands. Higgaion Selah ¹

17The wicked will return to Sheol—all the nations who forget God.

18For the needy will not always be forgotten; nor the hope of the oppressed forever dashed.

19Rise up, O LORD, do not let man prevail; let the nations be judged in Your presence.

20Lay terror upon them, O LORD; let the nations know they are but men. Selah